Like the way i do

Water around your island. Or the windows to your car. I flood you, let you breathe, choke you, make you want to roll me down, push me away, sail through....

My metaphors get mixed up, just like my words, my thoughts and my feelings. So I bring to you this salad of islands (and deserts), car windows (and stifling silence), love (and loathing), need (and desertion) and I lay it all out saying- "this is me"...