Sandbags Against the Reverie of Your Woe
I stacked sandbags against the reverie of your woe,
created a dam to ensure you’d stay safe and dry-
Then the tempest came and you drown in the undertow.
I knew the risks barriers bestowed as you let go,
you knew not I saw the whole thing; you didn’t even try.
I watched the ripples in the reverie as you sank below.
June 17, 2018
Copyright © Lu Loo | Year Posted 2018
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