i’m stuck on the edge of something and i’m sure i’ll find it under the waves that tug me like a hook in the eye and i know there’s something where the sky ends but i’m not sure what this pain is supposed to bring me closer to or what stain this salt is supposed to scrub or even if this is the longest form of forever i just know i’m stuck between two eternities and i want to be something caressed until a new form emerges from the tide i want someone to tell me what to do with the wound and the knife i’m twisting or where this is bound to go because i don’t know i don’t know and all i want is to bridge this ache with something closer to you and to see you just once, just once before this sea floods and all that’s left is the memory of bone and a bird picking through what’s left.