The String
Josh Young
i hold the string
when i dream
wrapping around my
finger
getting tighter as
i leave the surface
it keeps me
grounded
moving deeper in
my descent
tides of thought
rolling in and out
a castaway of my
imagination
islands of fantasy
tropical and sunny
with palm trees
i stand on the
beach looking out
at the turbulent
seas
filled with
monsters and trenches
always holding on
to the string
tension builds
the string twangs
from the pressure
i pull hard
my feet in
quicksand
not noticing the
frayed middle
a great snap
string relaxes
like the wrist of a corpse
i’ll dream forever now
Josh Young is a poet and writer from Richmond VA. He is fairly
new to writing poetry and has only had a few poems published in small
magazines. Many of his poems focus on existential dread, city living, and are
sometimes just humorous. In addition to writing poetry, Josh Young also does
open mics and slam poetry.
