Feb 12, 2013
Coastlines
Watch the waves break blue and watch the fold form, tearing green across the line that breaks into light and my wishful hopes. Watch the unders form, the dark hue, the curve, the shift, all and every glint of sunlight beneath the surface. The sound of each break on the earth, she crumbles in cycles. She does not stop. She reforms. Molds and bends to every cliff, clawing up, tearing pieces, picking the bones, picking the flesh, the rock, the sands that fall from my facade. My mask. My face. She chews away.
She is monster, my sea, my heart within. I pull her close, holding her, but she slips away cooing. Away. Shushing every pebble, taking them with her.
There is no water in this body. Until she touches me.