
Time’s come, it’s thoughtless how I move
At the edge of such a loss, I swoon
Parched lips part to breathe strange elegies
And curses for the tongues that pass over me
Hope falls, cascades in an abyss
For fear of falling under sheer rock walls
The rapids’ white noise, the taste of the mist
Which parts of me will fall in all of this
I wish I was the water
I wish I was cool and calm
I wish all this violence in me
Were more like a water fall
Time’s come, it’s thoughtless how I move
By the weight of such desire, I swoon
A hard-tack heart, my spirit salt-cured
My words by a woman are consumed
Coming in tides like a long, wet kiss
Feet bare to count the grains of sand
The breakers’ white noise, the taste of the mist
Which parts of me will fall in all of this
I wish I was the water
I wish I was cool and calm
I wish all this violence
Were more like a water fall
Same to me, if it’s all the same
Oceans and rivers I’m running to see
Same to me, if it’s all the same
To you, but you look so thirsty