as foreign to me as
the ocean is deep
(i stay at the shore)

as strange to me as
black coffee
(too bitter for an
already bitter soul)

as enticing to me as
a sunrise
(new
  bright
    bold
      exposing)

as terrifying as
a fluttering moth
(and just as
irrational?)

a concept so strange
to a twisty sad heart
that you may as well
skip me
and enjoy
my part.