I learned to swim
When I was young
I learned
Freestyle
Breastroke
And butterfly
Now here I am
Years later
And all I know
Is how to sink
How to drown
How to go deeper
And deeper
And not come
Up for air
I no longer know
How to float on my back
How to race across
The span of the pool
All I know
Is how to sink
How to drown
Sometimes I imagine
That my life is a movie
Each scene belongs to a song
Each song to a scene
Sometimes I let myself
Just float in the music
Red
White
And Blue
The colors of America
We parade down the streets
Covered in these colors
I wonder what our parade will look like
This year
Will we parade with joy
Celebrate tragedies
Love is an open door?
All you need is love?
Love story?
I know that feeling
A bit differently
Not quite what the song was intended for
But I know of love
That opens doors
The love that is
Comments
I love how the words stretch out down the page as if they themselves are sinking.
Thank you!
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