My Heart Is Deep-Sixed

In fair weather and foul, I’ll be your friend.
Peacekeeper, eagerly subdued;
You’re my first choice.
But I’m water and you’re glue –
And I’m still stuck on you.

I slip right through your fingertips,
And I’m abashed to admit –
It’s a lot more fun
When you’re the one playing hard to get.

I’m watered down and dumb; nothing sticks.
My hands are grey and limp –
This lust for you submerges;
My heart is deep-sixed.

Let me down gently,
Deep, somewhere in my soul,
There’s a voice that cuts through the blue noise,
Telling me to let you go.

The sound’s drowned out under the water,
Superfluous adhesive, hydrophobic to reason;
Where I dwell you’re just scar residue.
I’m the vessel, you’re the ghost.
And I’m finding my way back to shore without you.

No longer will I be engrossed; shy, and nervous.
Now I know, on the coast it rains the most.
But without your burden, I can float back up to the surface;
My heart is deep-sixed, but I’ll make a home in the sand.
In fair weather and foul, I’ll still be a friend.

It takes getting your feet wet
To find clarity among the chaos,
But I won’t live haunted by regret.
God knows I’ve tried to find the light
And there is order in the cosmos.


Photographer Unknown


About humblefoot

Kyle Fisher (who often uses the alias Logan Rowley online and in his writing) has been enjoying writing since he was just 8 years old. His first formal publication was at the age of 13. He is now a spiritualist and openly queer author, perpetually searching for inspiration to create and learn more about the world around him. He is always drawn to the simplicity and uniqueness that life has to offer. He doesn’t identify with labels or socially constructed ideas about how the world should be. He believes that the world is your oyster, and that we all project our own destinies with the thoughts we choose to harbour about the universe. He is an idealistic, spiritualistic hippie who is just trying to find his place in this world, crafting each word to leave his mark, and promote love and equality among all people.
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