Don’t mind me
Floating just below the surface
I can still breathe
Sometimes
Bobbing up and down
One foot, snagged and buried
Quicksand at the bottom.
It’s not that big a river
It’s just a little rut
Just a bit of loose gravel
Just a bit hard to grasp
Not a big deal.
If I’m drowning
I’m doing it slowly
No need for alarm
No need to notice
At all.
I would give anything for adventure if you would give everything for love.
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