water

hope is a deep well
that one should kneel and sip at
for fear of drowning.

in the gloomy gray
the day pools into nothing.
bemoan monotone.

i’m stabbed in the back
by the hope of climate change.
icy discontent.

water splits the ice
and gushes wet arteries.
bleeding to the seas.

time skips over space
like stones upon a still pond.
kisses of lovers.

the promise of love
is a life of empathy.
true and deep knowledge.