Poem 48

Keep Me Sane

Painted black,

dark like the heart,

the words I often say

flow like a poisonous river,

emptying out

into the sea of friends,

the abyss of the lake.

The waves crash back

and forth

as we help one another.

Keep me sane

even if only comfort

is all you could provide.

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