Those Waters

Those Waters

Those waters, those black waters
Call to me
They call me every night
Arrest my gaze and command attention
Promise respite- their allure
Demands my feet turn
In their direction
As if they have
All my cures
As if they know, the waters know
I seek immersion
Sublimation
All I have to do is go
And they will grant me rest
completion- in their depths
In the quiet of no questions
And no answers
At the bottom of
Those black waters

© CM
23.12.2014

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