February 6, 2011

dark silk waters


&the wind
blew itself backwards
making the sun wet

dots of sand lay quietly mumbling

my pale back facing against
the image of you
watching  me

the unbending in my spine cussing you out

because im trying
to toss the existence of us
onto the scurrying clouds above

hoping when they melt - we will too

but your cobweb waves
wrap completely around me
forcing me back into our seashell hell

making me remember


why we drowned

in eachother


{'TheShore' pix by flakesuse}