#marriage · love · lover's quarrel

Adrift

Unmoored by words spewn in haste,

My own, not yours, leaving a wake,

Of disturbance, churning the still

Waters of our life, leading me

Further off course, a sea spray

Of anger, more words sputtering,

My own not yours, setting me

Adrift, waves of despair and distrust,

Like an undetow, words dragging me

Down, my own, not yours

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