sand erodes away with the tides,
rolling sinking floating into oblivion
to be lost for ever. sand is so light
it can be whisked off, but stones sink
for the weight of the world is heaved
upon their rough exteriors. and you
can’t help but expel a weary breath
as water surrounds you and crushes
you, pressure on all sides. if only
you were sand so that the wind
would lift you as it lifts the wings
of birds, but the depth of madness
in which you have sunken into cannot
be reached. the oceans and currents
change, unreliable and inconsistent
while you remain a sinking stone
the deeper your mind runs.
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