Valencia

Merriam told me about how in fishing, a safety net can rid of impurities.

I didn't tell her these were my insecurities.

That within each creature,

lie a heart, a soul, a mind- maybe.

A bone, a back, a spine- maybe.

I am a vessel, an offspring, a celebration of eternity.

A documentation of nothing but what is, and everything that will be.

So without my filtered state of mind,

I am the anti-Brita glass of water.

Full of chemicals and way less smarter.

But I'm pure, I'm rich, and I'm full of taste.

Brita never tasted that good anyway.