The 365 Project Pt. II

sun glazed morning
the sea has receded
trees no longer poke
through the backyard
mirror my flimsy raft
at rest wedded to the
hillside once again

so this is how it is the
rising and falling again
and again i can’t stop
my fascination with it
i am consumed by
its aggressive and
ceaseless repetition

i throw myself in and
out of it unable to lose
my hold on my own
ability to make up my
mind as if i have a
choice there is nothing
else there is only this

drink up starfish drink
up you’re running dry
the tides will roll in and
away before you know
it we are flotsam and
jetsam each of us wait
in low tidepools slowly
dissolving in the sun

epw 2.9.08 perrysburg, oh