Oh! restless soul you sail on salty breezes

rest on rocky shores

Speak to me?

Let me know you hear my voice



A waft of licorice stirs my memory

Childhood stands tall

like a tin soldier

Is that where you are?



In the incestuous wasteland

of a child's bedroom

I lost you

Lost you to shame



I search diligently for you

as you float

among gravestones

and dance with the ghosts



I seek you in the dark

in the light

in the church and the street

I cry out for you



Sadly, like a child

with the dim recall of a

lost ice cream cone

melting in the gutter...