Sunday, February 28, 2010

Oh I

The turning tide rocks me in and out of a hazy sleep
One where you're there, one where you're not
Clams and seaweed streamers clammer to grab hold of my fingers and wrap themselves around my legs, holding me, softly captive, to the shattered coral sands
While an ancient cetus cries out from afar, slowly turning it's wise, sea-crusted head
It beckons deep and wide

And you, you stand silently, always
Shoulders strong, upright in the waves, in the shallows
Or watching from the shore
You stand with bare feet and weary eyes
You watch me and I try to sit up amidst the tidal pull
Holding my knees close to myself, my hair licked with salt and wrapped around my neck
I wish you held me here
My lungs and arms are getting tired of the battery
And you've always been much stronger than me
If you could only just cover me from the drying sun, and keep me steady for a while
Then I could finally find rest on sand or sea

Saturday, February 20, 2010

N

You don't have to say a thing
No, please don't
I just like the way we search each other's eyes
Telling you everything I feel, telling me everything you mean
Whisper goodnight
Waving goodbye
In my sleep I say as much nothing, and mean it all

Thursday, February 04, 2010

Dream/Real

I'm starting to have this reoccurring fear, like my reoccurring dream, that I'm going to see you... on my way down an escalator on a floor above me, but you'll be in some in between space that's impossible to get to.

I could try to run back up or down but then I'd lose sight of you, and I wouldn't be able to find the way to where you were.

I could stay on the floor below and just talk to you from there, but then, that's all I could do...and how long could that last?