I Am A Vessel

I am a vessel

Floating

On the waters of emotion

Love increases the buoyancy

Hate adds to surface tension

Envy sends me tacking against the wind

I am a vessel

Carrying

The water to your lips

Frequency keeps you satiated

But you forget to drink

You discover thirst

Grabbing, you knock me off the shelf

Shattered

I am a vessel

In pieces on the floor

A broken vessel

Isn’t

A vessel anymore

I am not a vessel

I don’t carry anything

I don’t get carried along

Anymore

 

 

David Trudel  © 2012