its awesome…how my pessimism can grow with the waves
and the the sway of palm fronds saying shh..the ocean saying shhh…
its like when your in the sea and the water is colder at your knees
than at your feet, the currents each with there own warmth, their own distance from the cold.
i am under the sand and the waves will never stop.
the shells with their stolen wind,
the broken glass, the syringe
the light dancing, almost makes me forget. forget. forget. forget. forgot.
tell it to my fist-sized heart
that there is no sea,
there are no ships and no lighthouses
looking for me.