Let Me Float

Let me wade deep into the water with all my clothes still on. Let my body ripple in the space I occupy. Let me swim in the murky water and dip my skin in the unrefined. They seem much too eager to have me sit very still for long long periods of time as they talk. I am the grass that grows between the weathered cracked cement. You are delirium that takes over when my spirit is spent. I am the dagwood painted trees I blossom in the night. I own the obstacles that stand between me and life. Let me float. Let me walk barefoot through the vineyards where the soil can cling to the soles of my feet. Let the weight of my body impress upon the ground some sign of life. Let me steep in the adrenaline the sun seems to wring from my skin. They seem much too eager to have me sit very still for long long periods of time as they talk. I am the grass that grows between the weathered cracked cement. You are delirium that takes over when my spirit is spent I am the dagwood painted trees I blossom in the night I own the obstacles that stand between me and life. Let me float.