With strong hesitation and a feeling of rumbling melancholy
seeking forgiveness but also solitude in the grey expanse of the heavens
Whiplash gravel rain beating into me
and when that stopped, well there was
wind into sand into my eyes into my burrowing away soul
grating and chafing away at the small residual part of me
clinging on in the wind
literally but also clinging on to some
semblance of sanity and reality
And the knowing I have one train only
and yet I’m stood there longing for you, looking out at
the black of sea into black of sky
and wondering how long it would be for I sighed and just melted into the water into sky into dark
into nothing
And I could hear those waves – can hear them now
beating with sheer aggression at the shore
unseen in black, maybe a glimmer of dark-blue-grey
then gone
And I felt their pull, every time the wave retreated
come with me
stay with me
An empty friend playing a trick
And eyes straining against the blackness
marvelling at the bleak beauty of it
thinking, does nobody else see this?
See it how I do?
And underneath the whoosh of the wave
I heard your voice calling me
I felt your breath
so far away I would have to stretch across oceans for you
So I packed up that yearning
put in a box with all my questions I had
looked back to the sea one more time
And saw the sea reply
it knew I would be back
I would always be back
Would you?