dark scene of shattered sand
blanket for one lays thrown on it
a face so familiar
so distant
feasts upon the depths of my sea

where like fallen stars
jellyfish and comets are slowly
burning down
a sea of present past
stormy caressing waves

I wanted to drawn
in you
with you
in us

I went to catch you
alas, I cut my hands
loving
a rock.

nap-hair,
toes,
nose,
thighs.
your
autumn-
rain scent
is pulling
me out
of my
slumber
and softly
putting
me back
to sleep.

i tried
my best
to love
you and
ask for
nothing
in return.
the pots
and pans
in the
kitchen
remained
unmoved.
morning
tea; never
made.
the plants
were slowly
dying.