the sea

a big wave got me within a dozen yards of the shore
i wanted to run through the water on to the sand
but the undertow immobilized my legs
hundreds of small pebbles streaming back over my feet
i turned to see the build-up of the next big wave
the fly, sticking to sudden threads, watches the spider approaching
the sea can be mean and very nasty

these days

i stumble onwards
from day to night
thinking of neurotic compulsions
mine disguised as earthy love
riverbeds and marshlands, harsh continuous rain
the full green fields, the swing of your breasts
yes, your breasts and your kisses

the crowds inside my head
shoving and scuffling
this way
that
forwards
to the left
retreat and regroup
be political
retake the highlands
use your prick
see with other ideas
go with the crash of the waves
use, abuse, seduce

the sea and the rolling waves