the waves
of the sea

the tides
of emotions
washing over me,
washing over me.
over my head,
until i can't hold on anymore.

clouds of thoughts
bouncing around,
bouncing,
clouding my brain
with voices.
the voices.

whispers in my ear,
whispers everywhere,
haunted
not by ghosts
but by myself,
myself.

i shall try to love my crooked neighbor,
oh the crookedness,
with my crooked heart
my crookedness
crooking my view of the world

my crooked tides,
the crooked sea.

the crookedness of us all.