I Am

i am a slug who will melt under salt.
  an inquisitive child.
i wonder why salt melts slugs.
  when did i learn the word inquisitive?
i feel rain, Gods tears.
  did someone Good die?
i look at the rising moon.
i want to sit on it and fish for answers
to questions unasked.

i am a slug who will melt under salt,
an inquisitive child.

i pretend i am alone.
i feel swallowed in a sea of smiles.
i touch the darkness soon to submerge me.
i worry that ill never get answers.
i cry for the answers already in my heart.

i am a slug who will melt under salt.
an inquisitive child.

i understand some answers can be hard pills to swallow.
reality is a pill swallowed alot.
i dont want to be all-knowing,
but ignorance is no synonym for bliss.