H2o
Hydrogen, hydrogen, oxygen,
Life
I watch the calm river
Crossing my town
Not clean, not clear,
But dear to me.
I stare the unstable water
I am there
My changeable image
Floats and never stays
I don’t recognize
What looks me and not me.
Hydrogen, hydrogen, oxygen,
Death
I cannot see anything
Around only water
And dark
I lost my last breath.
Copyright © Patrizia Cohen | Year Posted 2011
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