Triptych - This Town Needs Guns

Tearjerker

You drop me off

The high board

At the deep end

I’ll hold my breath

And resist

The panicked struggle

The ruff and tumble

And release

And then the water stills

And though my face is wet

You have balanced me out

Caretaker

Back up the ladder

Two steps and repeat

To drown my sorrows

Once more

And though my face is wet

You have balanced me out

Tearjerker