waves

"Crash down on me 

Waves to my sand 
disruptive
altogether messy 
Splash 
and salt water 
While it smells so 
Beachy 
Still it stings 
Inside cuts drawn by rocks 
Stings and burns 
But faint screams 
Covered by the roar 
of the tide
Now so tangled in seaweed
No way to get out 
But succumb 
to the roar
to the waves
to the pain 
to the slow crashing of 
you 
Onto me 
and just as the waves come
They go 
And I am free.
Still I can't help but 
Miss
crashing 
waves 
of salt water."

(written may 13, 2004)