May 15 2013 – Homesick

Ocean,
dear ocean.
I am sick.
There is a pounding in my head like the sound of a death march.

Ocean,
I am not well.
I am cold in the summer and the sunshine makes me sleep.

Ocean,
I am sinking,
teach me the secrets of buoyancy,
i am not ready to go down yet.

Ocean…
my lovely ocean…
my fingers cannot find you,
my nails break off against the reef
and you are still beyond my reach.

Ocean…
sweet ocean..
I find you always in the taste of my tears.
even after all these years…
i haven’t seen your shores since i left home,
but my sadness traces your coastlines in salt down my face.

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