Siren Sailor

I leapt into your legs,

making them saunter off a cliff,

into the unsuspecting sea,

so you could be at peace,

with the wailing waves,

and out of my head,

far away,

where I could not reach.

I bathed in my bed,

drowning in a drought of you,

crying out things I didn’t know I still felt,

grieving for the girl I was,

before I met you.

Halloween merged with Easter,

when you sprang up from deceitful death,

and I had to accept,

that perhaps it would be better,

to discuss the depths of my despair,

instead of imagining a time in which it didn’t exist.

You crawled up the cliff,

with a seaweed crown atop your head,

rising like the messiah.

I could feel you,

reaching under my skin,

before you’d even reached my door.

It was easier,

when I could imagine you’d gone,

to a place I could not follow,

but now,

I’m confronted by you,

dropping by to wish me well,

when I wished you dead,

so it would hurt less,

to accept I couldn’t have you.

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Sincerely, Jennifer x