Drawing circles

let's laugh as we walk away
and for
a second
i thought
about
becoming something else

than just an image of Thoreau
so Fuck tradition
“i'm not as wise
as the day that i was born”
is this my reflection
or your eyes?
...in this sea that holds us back

wading through water
I cant see my feet
kiss of steel won't grace her wrists, not today

tomorrow, the sun will rise. let's see what the tides bring in