the rivers of rocks and salt

the rivers of rocks and salt          September 17, 2016
i dream of traveling
but never sailing the seven seas
for i am a creature of a land
where boats are unnatural
los rios se llamen
las piedras
y las animas perdidas
in this high desert
even the water is rocky
and lost souls wail in watery graves
it would be better to fly
like the hawks and the eagles
to fly away from here
for i want to see the dead sea
and learn with my body
if they speak truth
that it is water so heavy
you cannot sink
for i want to see
the face of my beloved
and learn with my heart
if he can master his need
to touch me.

About m

My ego wants to think I'm a writer but my heart knows I'm just another one of God's Kids who sometimes has words to say. 2 human kids and 3 feline kids call me Mom. Or Mooooooom. Or mewom, depending which you ask. I'm kinda-sorta busy being a student again; this time I signed myself up for a bizarre torture known as Graduate School. Theoretically in 4ish years I'll have earned some more nice letters to put with my name. Let's face it, I'm addicted to learning and probably need rehab to restore me to sanity and remove the obsession to read books. I don't remember what free time is but I think I like to spend it sleeping or playing in the mud on a river bank.
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