Reid@YWP

Is Mercury in Retrograde

Or is it true

How you and me

Are never true

I feel one of us is always holding back

And the other, is punching back. 

I never know anymore

I never know what is true

Was it light in the morning,

when the fog was thick on the water,

and the world was cracking its eyelids at the dawn?

Did the thin layers of ice persuade you?

I would like to hope

That before there was a sky

Bleeding stars,

Before there were planets

Polluted with creation,

That there was still the beating heart

I love the way the ocean shines at night, 

and the way the moon reflects almost a million times, 

over and over and over,

and how the sea pounds a beat, 

much like the one in my chest,