For The First Time In A Long Time Poem by Mark Heathcote

Eyes rent for rain and wine.
Look to the divine
Wishing to swim again
Imploring that, that water doesn't pass-over-
Above the shoulder
Praying to die just a little bit older
Although every day is a heavy boulder
Fingernails grip - until they bleed
Wondering just-how others succeed.
How do I plumb this hole in my sky?
Eyes rent for rain and wine.
Look to the divine
Wishing to swim again
But it's only Thursday,
And the weekend is yet to begin.
And all I want to do is drown.
And find myself homeless-
And partially undress indigenous learning to cry once again.
Eyes rent for rain and wine.
Looking for the divine
Waking up sober and for the first time in a long time fine.