tide pool

i found myself a tide pool boy

and blamed myself for the crashing surf

that   d e s t r o y e d     him

(he’s always a part of me now, mixed in with my sand grains)

drown

the greatest mystery to coffee shop philosophers

living on crumbled and scarred green paper leaves

is how someone can drown

on dry land

(we are 60% water-wouldn’t it make sense if in some people, the tide was always high?)