I will write them wordless poems

I put the shell against my ear

I tell you I hear the ocean

Rush, huh, push and pull

Underneath, behind, beside

I knead, I need, bequeath the rational

I shall reap what is mine.

The earth is cold yet it burns like iron on a hot coal

Nothing is as it seems

Everyone regrets, everybody lies

I weep for those who cannot

 Lay on the other side...

Bare, unscathed, words on my ears, white noise in my mouth

Beckon, reckon, wreck

Hear, listen, lie, belie

I flee, a plea, I fly.

-Nov. 26, 2013

Begin yet again.