12.9.09

the sea's alive.

the sea's alive and i hear its breath as it heaves a sigh, a moan
back and forth
makes love to the rocks all its life.

all its motion all its energy bent on the moving in moving out
coming in coming out
and the collision
myself against myself
sea against sea

caught between the rocks the in and out
somewhere between one and two
a mass of confusion wraps around eachother tries to hold on but has nothing to grab onto

is a sieve.