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Drowning in You
by Matthew ZangenI melt with the alacrity of molasses
as you pour my lips into the washbasin of your mouth;
swallowing the whole of my being
with a delectable grin.
The humility you taste forces a squelch of my voice-
I am shame
but your eyes still the twitch.
I wring a peep from you
with a fervent embrace;
yet an ocean's separation mocks me-
calling me to swim.
"I dare not, I'd say
but my legs defy me.
The waves bloody my face like razors,
and the thirsty salt bites my skin with envy.
My arms flout my fears
I am decided.
The refuge of land slips from focus
and the undertow itches my feet.
My arms burn a futile fire-
the void rips at my ankles.
I sullenly fall into obscurity's constrain,
a fade to black.
My lungs aflame with unfamiliar breath,
I awaken.
You are there.
I reach to hold you,
but my arms tear my chest in dismay.
I am pain
But your eyes still the twitch. 12/03/2003 Posted on 12/03/2003
Copyright © 2024 Matthew Zangen
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Barbara Griffith on 12/04/03 at 09:08 PM What a way to come onto Pathetic! Excellent job. I enjoyed reading this. |
| Posted by Amanda J Cobb on 12/05/03 at 03:11 AM I enjoyed this, very much. The imagery of the ocean fits well with the poem's turbulence. Though I feel obligated to point out that it should be pour, not poor, in the 2nd line. Nice work, though, will be reading more when you post it. |
| Posted by Philippa Jane on 12/07/03 at 08:36 PM Love the first stanza in particular.. but overall, this piece is fantastic. Welcome to Pathetic! |
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