Volume 206 - Issue 5
The sun falls and I’m overcome
Author: E Kristin Anderson
Med J Aust 2017; 206 (5): 200. || doi: 10.5694/mja16.01238
Published online: 20 March 2017
Published online: 20 March 2017
If I were a klonopin …
If I were a klonopin,
I’d be the ocean
and I’d crawl up your toes
one molecule at a time,
make you close your eyes
and open the door.
I’d take off my glasses
and see everything
and show you nothing
and I’d take my
ocean hands
and swallow them
into my ocean lungs,
a big, beautiful sigh
at the edge of sand
and suicide.
If I were a klonopin
I’d remember the ocean
and close my eyes
and open the door
and find it there, waiting,
cool, wet, sand
between my toes
like the old friend
I know it wants to be.