UNTITLED

how does the ocean sway
through minds
through hearts
through tangled hair
let it drift
don't move
let it take you
we keep demanding control
perpetuating the problem
buckling at every chance to
hold the reigns
ourselves
we live with white knuckles
and hot cheeks
picked up by the gust and
thrown into the current
of the world
of control
control
of everything
how does the ocean sway
let it drift
don't move
let it take you