remember that when
your wavering soul
catches fire
for the second
or hundredth
time

when you call on me
once more
misery boiling over
a cascade of every
decision, you
never made

i will not be there
you are alone

I am the deep, the sky in reverse
I have what you seek, for better or worse

I am the blue of infinite depth
I've swallowed the crews and cleared the decks

You are afraid or maybe intrigued
Of the place where you played and also was freed

Kiss me now like you did before
Give me your vow and the ocean is yours.

Burn it all away
Let the wind carry it forth,
Till nothing remains.

~ Umi

Shout
Cry
Scream
But don't give up
Don't even think about it

a desert to travel
place to be

to listen
hear the wind.

The vinyl record just rotates
in circuits of unforseen loops
queued in the unending circles
revolved strains of melodies

Yet every song remains the same ​stamped of a watered down clef
rooted fragile moments of numbness
gated inside notions with bricks

Even if the sun roars in a trumble
she remains that inhibited builder
a human, that fragile sort of a woman
a protective rooted architect of life