Sam B.’s Reviews > Swimming Lessons: Poems > Status Update

I never felt claustrophobic in crowds until I was forced into them.
I used to feel like part of the masses
Not I feel like a rock in the stream
Unmoving
Stuck

Have I always been unhappy?
Or is it just now?
All of a sudden

Of all the elements,
I’ll say that I’m snow.
melting on impact
from your warmth

Rock my anxiety to sleep

We use people...
Telling them we’ll love them forever ...
I won’t spoil already perfect words with a time stamp.
Because even forever has an expiration date.

Everything you’ve ever said
Has been said before ...
books at the library sit there like pretentious little f***s
“You’re too late, we’re already here we beat you”
[they] will likely sit on a shelf and collect dust for forty years.
But it doesn’t matter
I want my words to collect dust.