^^ Another sketch one. A lot of poetry is kind of based in insecurity and worry for me, it seems. Suppose I should write some more higher-beat ones? XD
Text for those who can't read the file:
"Depending On"
As still as water in the freeze,
as still as the moon creeps along,
inevitable through the black.
I wait, still as the willow’s bare
shivering arms. I watch the creep
of the inevitable moon
with a storm of bees behind each
still eye; is it arrived yet? Will
it come next hour? Could it have
been lost? What if it never comes?
So as still as water, I wait.
Text for those who can't read the file:
"Depending On"
As still as water in the freeze,
as still as the moon creeps along,
inevitable through the black.
I wait, still as the willow’s bare
shivering arms. I watch the creep
of the inevitable moon
with a storm of bees behind each
still eye; is it arrived yet? Will
it come next hour? Could it have
been lost? What if it never comes?
So as still as water, I wait.
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