Almost 3 weeks
sense we left you
but I'm home know
or am I?
I don't consider
my house my home
just because it's where I live
but it's not where I love
The sea is my home
I'm a fish out of water
or hooked on a line
being dragged away
from my home
from my life
maybe I'll be thrown back
but I'll likely be killed
the cardinal can't swim
so the sea is an escape
you can swim amazingly
so we escape together
if I'm your bird
nagging at your shoulder
I shouldn't know to swim
but I haven't drown yet
we used to call
every day of the month
but it's been over a week
I miss you
you've left a hole in my chest
you are a bullet
the sea was the gun
that shot you my way
with the hole in my chest
and the holes from the bird
I am becoming
a slice of Swiss cheese
I'll be eaten
or maybe thrown away
used or wasted
what if I waste myself?
The cardinal is growing on me
but not in a good way
like mold on cheese
or trash on a fish
it's my fault we can't call
it's my fault you're in trouble
it's my fault we are apart
it's my fault for failing
sorry
-10:57 p.m. 5/7/19
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