surface

its just there

pressing

thumping 

saline streaks

and sobbing sings

I give in

wet streams 

deep from within 

streaking

my deepest pieces

reaching for the surface

bubble

driven up 

forces beyond 

driven from my past 

on to the present

seeking 

to be known today

to be here

head back heart open 

suspend the fight 

be

moments of past futures

replaced with unkown

replaced with moments 

today today today

today is future 

today is 

a kite 

pulled 

taken 

I am tied to it

with respect 

with out expectation