sea glass

i have forgotten the song of the sea, that primordial sound
that once flowed beneath my skin. i have inside me now fractaled
memory with razored edges, emptiness that repeats itself,
infinite and breathtaking in its ability to erase. the tide
within me has ebbed and the years on dry land have left me
dessicated with a paper mouth. but the gulls still watch for
my return. they know the moon will pull on me just as it does
the water. i shatter easily against the jetty where you wait
for me, and like sea glass, i come to you already broken.


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