What am i?

Water

sixty percent of me is

a trillion tiny magnets, positives and negatives

bound to each other

attracted to yours

repelled

rebelled

my heart takes my mind

captive

They say, “This is a mutiny on your time.”

I resist

with words

my eyes search for answers and meaning

between the pages

and I run

I literally run

and run

and run

But my body is prisoner

to a trillion tiny magnets

pulling me, pushing me

even in your absence

seeking for something, someone

cohesion, coherence

sixty percent of me

is prisoner

to you