weight of tide

draft on my notebook

weight of tide

mist between my toes
is sinking my soul
covertly, insatiably
the trick is not to look at it
and keep walking
they say
imagine it doesn't hurt
think of the blue sky on the other side
they say
so I take a painful step
after
another
while
924,687 souls 
just sunk into ordinariness 
as we speak

written and visualized by Sitruc Mak

you and I were almost us.

you and I were almost us.
written and visualized by Sitruc.Mak

I tend to forget about good things and good things tend to forget how to stay the way they are
written by Sitruc