If sea is high and mouth is dry
I'll drink salty goodbye, sink and morph
The empty air into the proper weight of fate to bear
Intensify the sky, I'll share a breath it can't
Detoxify
Soothe your vaguest where
Into a reason for a why
YOU ARE READING
Acquiesce
PoetryAcquiesce, v. Origin: Early 17th century: from Latin acquiescere, from ad- 'to, at' + quiescere 'to rest'.
