Overflowing, 

A tsunami of droplets 

Each of them nameless 

Formless 

You could flick them aside with a 

Wave

After ceaseless pounding

 drop

To your knees 

 

Smile 

Open wide 

Drink 

Just a sip

Drink 

just the ocean 

Smile 

At least I have

Stuck in my throat 

At least I have

True 

At least 

I have 

Small comfort 

Relative truths always sound hollow 

 

hands 

Raw and bloody 

Slice 

Squeeze 

Slice squeeze slice 

Smile 

Waterboarded with lemonade 

Drop by wave by drop

Posted by contentedunderpressure on August 26, 2020

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