When I Sat on the Sea

You land on my eyes,
I am a pier as I peer.
I pretend you catch
my drift before
you walk these planks.
I grow rusted
at the knees.
I can’t look.
I can’t breathe.
You take all that
From me.

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About Robyn

"If you haven't known insanity, you haven't lived."
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