Monday, June 1, 2026

He can’t swim

The bridge is burnt

And he can’t swim

I claim safety on this side

His charred ground—

That’s his own now

I turn my back on the 

Years left behind

He burnt every bridge 

And as the smoke clears 

His sea of lies

Is too deep to wade

My solid ground

Is too far for him now—

Any trust?

That’s been drowned

I could swim back 

But I won’t

I step away

Heart unbound—

Saved by

The skin of my teeth