Muscles quiver & ripple in the ocean
gliding in one sense, drowning in motion.
Rivulets of blood & emotion erode the skin,
pain bestows grace as the light slips in.
The reel runs hot & the splice tape melts
while the cast-off films warp moments felt.
Tears are lost in grandiose realms
as leaves are many in elder elms.
Fingers grasp as lungs might pulse
the body trembles, eyes convulse.
Prints are parted from slender hands
needles shed in timeless sands.
Sirens call the stones to tide
while skin reveals pain subside.
The zenith of stars now drifts in notions
of nihilism, a surrogate left to drink the ocean -
