The moment Marley Mason moved to the United States of America he stopped speaking. Dislocated from his mother, friends, and culture, Marley found it impossible to voice his thoughts to anyone but his father. Thereafter, he gave up on himself and his...
I kind of forget important things when I look at you.
Like time, place and who I am supposed to be.
When you pull me under and my face goes blue,
For a moment, I think I cannot breathe.
You make me swim in things I thought bottomless,
A little like my stomach when it drops.
You tell me finite things are truly loveless,
Which explains the way my heart stops.
For this, and more, I want to be by your side.
Drown me, hold me, if all that means I'm at the mercy of your tide.
Author's Note
Guys, I think our boy Marley might be feeling things...
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