A.L

Just because I’m losing.

Doesn’t mean I’m losing forever.

Just because I’m losing,

doesn’t mean I’m gone.

That’s what they said.

I heard you sold the country,

folded it in a drawer

beneath the mirror

where I last saw my face.

I’m just waiting,

even as I sink.

Hard as I try,

the waves pull me under.

My mission is real,

in this little pond

you’ve already won.

I can’t keep

my pillows dry.

It’s all we ever wanted

to be broken enough

to be washed clean.