NaNoWriMo 2014 - day 2 - Lost. Found. Find.

I cannot hold the weight of you in my mouth
I cannot sing you
I cannot wrap you 'round my rib cage
And squeeze harmony through my teeth
I cannot

We are merlot and Percocet on the same tongue
Soothing and healing apart
Together we are the deadliest of sleepy combination

Do you know the sound a fire makes
When it knows it has burned too long

Do you know the musty of stale water in a sink

Do you know that letting go can be company as holding close

You cannot save my life and live yours too
You cannot fix me

I am not a broken
I am a blues
I am thunderous fingertips on washboard

I am a different song
On the same station
We will always share sky
Breaking loose together