Into the sea
17 May 2018

My dreams
seek refuge
in naked agony
where I stand
with soiled hands
letting go of old
dreams to return
return again
until the voices
disappear
in the solace
of a cold heart
where love rests still
no more to fill
no more flowers
no more
the sweet ghosts of birds
fly through me
whispering
whispering to me
come
come now
come into the sea.