I wanted.

I wanted to name it

It’s too much of an edifice
Instead I exhaust myself
Rearranging words

In a rectangular frame of sea
Waves crashed waterlessly
An imaginary spillage

Magnificent enough to cure you

Father, I have lost my mind
I say good morning to the night
Without you – I am dark

Feel small; by the shirts you left

 

8 thoughts on “I wanted.

  1. I love this poem! My favorite stanza is, “Rust saltings of breeze/In a rectangular frame of sea/
    Waves crashed waterlessly/An imaginary spillage”. It draws so many pictures in my mind, and I’m especially drawn to the image of waterless waves; the way that our emotions wash over us with ebb and flow. ❤

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