At night I sit by the ocean’s edge, Cool sand upon my feet, the waves soothing my dreams In ways that I cannot
Words flow thru me like water. This is where I live.
Memories, like the day, Scorch the back of my neck and crash against the rocks In the places I come from
All of it spilling out, The destruction of light
Like the moment of creation, God’s wrath upon the earth, giving life to bone and ash In a forgotten church
Where love is Whispered by men.
















