I sit alone
speaking of
the ocean like
I know love
when I am
unaware

and in

Truth I haven't
put my eyes
on the coastal
horizon
purple sky
but in dream

for many years

and i

am endlessly addicted
to intensity
melancholy romance
and despair

will i

I wonder
ever find
my eyes in tune
with one who
understands
I crave pain

and pull the wounds

pull open my wounds

stay embedded

under nail