suddenly we

And I was
Moved. Like water
Like Earth. Never
Was this time –
Where melted;
Memory keeps
One Awake.
And My…
Tongue… Speaks…IMG_5326
Bit down.
There are drums
My shoulders.
Shaking to a foreign…
Refined. Purified.
Of comfort. Something
I may never
Achieve. And I am
(pleading) grinding
Beats my steps take.
Stealing direction
While I follow
To relay a type of word.
Suddenly. We