Geri

the water, like a glass between-
the other world, and me

here i am, in this imprisonment-
the rivers, bars of my cage

i swim-
but never can i break the surface.

what deed have i done-
to deserve such a punishment?

love me 

like the fog –

like the fog loves december –

for the winter gets blurry 

and it's hard to remember 

hold me 

like the fog –