sunday: a lesson in surface

Today i promised myself not to look too deep, sometimes searching for sadness makes it appear, i’m not afraid of the blues, i’m afraid of coddling them, tucking them in, finding faults in my happiness, guilt in my rest, wrong in my choices, those are the sunday scaries, the just there below the surface teeth, shark fins, tentacles, that could pull me all the way back in. the water is where i’m from, it is my home when I am elsewhere, but it can play cocoon, cage, spider web, natural but covering back up my heart’s progress with my sleeve.

rlg