i sleep when i can
and i don’t have to
answer to
You.
all the waves in my pond
are at Sea…. never to return
unless you shut up
and listen
to me.

the very opposite of You.


II

my story goes like THIS….

you can’t have a wave that is all crest and no trough….
but you can be an idiot.
you can begin as an elder sun and return to your room
where you keep moonrocks for no reason
and never be happy.
Or you can taste your soul
eating itself alive
for all reasons.

III


Or Not.