With a sour taste in my mouth
from all the dishonesty running rampant,
I swallowed the bitter pill of solitude
to fortify my heart’s defenses
in the hopes that I’d find you
waiting on the other side of the fence,
brooding in similar fashion
until we connected and renewed
a joy that had been lost to us both.
I built a trampoline out of words
to catch a glimpse over the wall
and strengthen my resolve
but all I found was brown grass,
so I swam upstream until I was
once again part of the colony
and picked out the tools needed
to build a new pair of gills,
because it was getting hard to breathe.