There’s this bleak beauty and serenity to the sea sometimes
It’s total eternity and when the waves
break
break
Cutting into the noise and rhythm and all the bullshit
like a knife through the played-out nonsense
And you know when I
look to the
horizon
I can see inifinity
you, me
you and me
And this timeless profile in crystalline
Imagining
the seven seas
though I can’t name them
Suddenly I’m bouyant
filled and energized with the the bouncing shards of reflected sun on the crests of the waves
Suddenly I have this feeling that
everything might
just
be
ok?
But then the sky changes
ghastly grey
scary slate
bleak blue
and I look down from the cliff
and those waves?
now they are the monster
ripping and sliding and beckoning
they want me
come down
come to me
they want to take me
to that grey eternal endless melancholy
even though I know it’s inferior
even though I don’t trust
the monster
Sometimes there’s this thought
that I’m in agreement
That I might just be better off in the sudden solace of it all
that if I got swallowed up, and swelled
to the point of horizon where the sea meets the sky meets the night
I might just float
not sink.