Filters
Wandering around with a giant sieve
Filtering it all
Filtering the toxins. cleanse. cleanse.
Filtering the lies
The thick lumps that could swell and block the vital vessels in your heart
Leave me with truth
Clean and pure
Let it flow
Leaks
My sieve grows old and rusted
The only utensil I could have trusted
Wading through the galaxies in your eyes
But I falter
I can’t filter out the lies
Needing a new mode
A new tool that can take the load
(2014)
