eyes unclosed.
Massachusetts is my mistress.
i can never be far away from her for long.
the whispering sea beckoning to me.
night-time shoreline filled
in with inky black backdrop.
the stuff of dreamscape.
sailor's stars painted in the sky.
and i wide-eyed wandering
along on foot.
yet sometimes i wish
the silence would swallow me whole.
billowing night sky opens its cavernous mouth.
i climb inside
...and wonder out loud with the wind rushing in through my eyes.
****************************************
eyes open.
his fears are are forgotten to others.
his intentions woefully misunderstood.
he will press on
Posts
No comments:
Post a Comment