water is still life

droplets fall from the sky
cascade from my eyes
as I am again deceived by
the presence of tears.
I long for you, the stranger
yearn for the tight night
the flood, choking on still water
in other words—I provide acceptance
to the mind deny the current, give it up
the one who continues to be nevermore
I know what you’re thinking
that the words mix when we can
breathe in between them
that the silent temple tomorrow
provide oblique heaviness for hope
and I was asked to create the impossible
recreate future, I walk with mirrors that fail
the shape of my body and fresh bloom
still the same, choking on still water
tastes so fresh, so much like a new illusion.

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