by Jarrett Fontaine
No
river shall the sea refuse
there
is no choice when chose for you
a
milky bath of skyward blue
it's
steady guide
the
inward swim
rolls
across your rippled skin
under
currents panicked bare
the
lifeless roar
of
eye-locked stare
mysterion
she
grabbed my hand
walked
in water-swallowed sand
and
sang to me
as
we absorbed
but
all her rhymes
just
felt so forced
that
anchor dragged on ocean's floor
in
deeper waters waves recede
a
stream of blue in blood I bleed
when
empathy won't feel for you
no
river shall the sea refuse.
Jarrett
Fontaine is a 26 year-old freelance writer from Nebraska. Winner of
several Scholastic writing awards and a 2008 graduate of Dana
College, Fontaine enjoys playing the piano and is an avid
concert-goer. You’ll find his work most prominently featured in
MidStarz Magazine and The Omaha Reader.
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