The Deep Dark Lake And The Shallow Pale Girl

My beer stained journal
two joints
and the pier

lake St.Clair
the choppy waves hit the rocks
I hit the joint

I sit at the end of the dock
the water rages
droplets hit my face

she feels me
she always has
me and Lake St.Clair

we have a lot in common
deep in some parts
shallow in others

she mimics my emotions
if I'm calm
she is too

if I'm upset
her waves beat against the shore
rocking boats and all that stand in her way

tonight we are nervous
the choppy waves relentless
no boats out anywhere

just me
her
my journal, two joints

my whole life she has been a part of
first time I had sex was here at the pier
first time I ever got high

first boat ride
first fish I ever caught
I almost died here in third grade

this lake is my constant
she has always been here
she will always be

here I watch the sky
the stars gleam
its the place to watch the Perseid meteor shower

this lake knows me better than anyone
I run on her beach
I sit on her rocks

on her docks
I walk the pier
everything confusing seems clear

I breath in her fresh air
my tears have become one with her waters
I am a part of her and she is a part of me

every year she takes many lives
she has spared mine
for one reason or another I'm drawn here

the world is different when standing on her shores
everything and nothing
nothing and everything

I need this body of water
I feel this body of water
I am a body of water