In Defense of Crying in Public

If I lay bare who I am in the sea of strangers 

let them see me as a portrait of a building on fire

a shapeless body absorbing water 


water 


so overwhelming in its presence 

you are it 

you need it 

you can be over filled by it 

undefiled by its absence 

 here I am again forgetting to care 

suffocating on my own

an ocean in my throat 

in the canals of my cheekbones 


let them see you. you unencumbered by nothing 

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