Sand and Sea
meet here,
I feel the
small the
mushy sand
under my feet

I am grounded
I am one
with the
sand and
sea

I am the
cove
behind the
eye of the storm

I am the map
the road
the treasure
of the sand and sea

something is happening in
our world,
we see it, feel it,
the statues are
falling

we are
waking up,
we can’t stomach
a fascist
society

a renaissance
is rumbling,
can you feel it?

a gap to wide in age,
i let myself believe that
you somehow could
be with me

eleven years apart,
you knew things i didn’t
i thought i was playing
you
but my mind said
he is

no evidence of
his feelings,
just a boy holding
onto to words
his father should’ve
told him

you’re running from the
hearts your breaking,
confusing
experimentation
with lust

your
demons
cannot be swallowed
like the alcohol
on your breath,
face what you have done,
address the pain

why am I mad?
i know you didn’t know
love either

how do i surrender?
accepting that you’re
learning

are we filling
both our cups up,
or is only
one person
holding the chalice

i cry these tears
as i
roll up
my problems
smoke burning so hot
it’s in
my eyes

blind me
from this
truth, say this is
the last time

3…2…1
lights,
camera,
ACTION!

dance boy, wipe
those tears
don’t show
your wounds

make them lust,
sway your hips,
caress your skin,
he bites his lip,
you have been picked

welcome to the peepshow