the scattered dreams
in diffuse screams
thunderous seas, no sight of land
exist remote hope rising on ebony sand
whale dreams in a mist of grey
on the far side of my distant bay
I am the stone that sank alone
an empty shine on the shells of cockles
driftwood floats away half beneath
shallow waters sweep swells of flowered wreath
she gave language a different shrill
from that actual use within her skill
tongue filled with soft musical rhyme
rhythm sweet burning cadence
bare floating carcass stark
skimmers fly scoop up meat like sharks
cold dry marsh squeaks tall reeds
I'm drowning in all my loveless needs
my tattooed brain
I'm only part of a broken chain
veins that bled on this blade
gulls and frigates fed in their raid
harass me with a velvety tongue
while waves fill the air in my lung