
waves crashing
on a rain-darkened shore
lull me to sleep,
as pelted boatmen
tug their boats inland

waves crashing
on a rain-darkened shore
lull me to sleep,
as pelted boatmen
tug their boats inland

waves crash
against the cliff base,
& are turned back

clouds in the valley
look like water at the shore
on a gorgeous day

Was it a lifetime ago, or was it a dream? I remember it being a long drive to a cold shore. And I sat alone on that shore, and I sought a shark -- not out in the waters, but within myself. Finding nothing, I felt the thing to do was to rattle in rhythm with the twisted hustle of pounding waves, and I awoke, shivering under piercing points of light that somehow felt cold, & made me feel cold - deep inside.