8.05.2015

fish breathe the water in

been awash with emotion lately, tingly swelling and waves
wanna cry with my soul
but i smile inappropriately instead
so my body won't shrivel from all the sorrow-wet.
I notice the inclination to push it down,
but breathe instead
and feel the weep concentrate in my face
pull forward and out like a fishing line
drops of salt water beaded along it.
extending forward,
unravelling the spool wound up in the universe of my guts
until it hits a terminus -
pauses a moment -
and then rotates upward
pulling straight up
uncorking my spine and uprighting my noble stature

catharsis+