Tuesday, 7 August 2012

Anchored (by wankers)

You are the anchor which weighs heavily 
and pervades my very soul
-pinning me into stagnation 
in a way which only God knows

The wind has vanished from my sails as
run aground, I stumble on towards my destiny
my reflections see me going, like mars, 
retrograde into my former future of loneliness

All is blank. And black.
Echoes fade across the open sea 
There’s no one left to save me now but me.

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