Sunday, December 29, 2013

Ocean inside

I thought she would
Sometimes, but she died
While I listened to bulls
Roaring in darkness

She jumped and I did not
Hear, too much pressure
A rushing in the auricle
Anotia, all I want is silence

That birth mark of yours
I never got it, give me
Your hand and don’t
Pretend you like to grow
All of a sudden, being neat
And smart, hiding
Behind glasses, I know
What lies inside, I've seen
The ocean inside