I welcome the blanket of security I find in the dark.
I’ve run from light for as long as I can remember.
Give me the beach under the silver gauze of moonlight any day.
The waves sound different when they crash over your toes under a starlit, black eye sky.
There is a hallow echo to their surrender. Like the last rumble of a dying heart.
I answer the call, without even realizing
Hypnotized by texture and tone
mind playing tricks on me as pink and green dance on the silver sea foam
The ghost spirits of dancing lupins sway
Their stench, their supposed perfume
so much like the sickening sweet waves that come with decay
as spirited life leaves its vessel behind to rot and return to the earth
much like the high tide under darkened sky
pulls out and rolls under
these torturous memories that seek to sap my strength
I will remain strong, though I know how desperately you wish I would stop
See the light
come to a reason that I have never been able to make sense of
I could just be here, lay down
become one with the gray of the sand
return to the earth, poisoned by sweetness
and disappear into the inky black
of an invisible horizon.