Cracks in glasses
on a screen
on a gravestone
Drops of sweat
on me.
And you
are the salt in the water of the ocean,
can change the tides of the sea
in a single wrist motion
I could never
comprehend why I was pushed away
stop from being pulled back in by the waves
avoid being smoothed down like sea glass
empty clam shells
What I know
I cannot tell you
will not admit
You are
the fire
the knot in the pit
of my stomach.