Swallowed in Waves

Swallowed in Waves

There is something within me that you have cracked open

And it is laying there like a shell on the ground in pieces

Scattered and unfinished, opened and hovering in this expanse

Of time between the last second in which I saw you and now

All of this overflowing and each day I am drowning

All down in the beat of this clock like a drum beat that refuses

To stop a toll on this road that I keep each foot to proceed

Knowing a point will come in the break of these waves

And this board and this rise and these feet will stand and confide

My sanity in that moment of surfing on in to your beach

And break this ghost of a feeling from swallowing me in

This ocean of wait like pounds packed on in this haze

This mist out here like a shirt of why am I waiting

When I feel you there taking these seconds like payment

In a debt you didn’t realize that you had incurred until stepping away

With your feet to that curb, looking back not wanting to leave

Seeing me there, bracing this time like rolled-down sleeves

In Spring of a month when the cold is not supposed to come

But it is here like a breath from winter impossible to forget

That the only place that makes this go away is in my arms

And the bomb is disarmed and the threats lay to rest

That this swarm will swallow us both to forget

All of this cloud and sounds all in the time

That we do not wish to prolong as if we could fast forward the norms

Of these days and just sing in the chorus of that song that rang out in waves

Surfing on in on a lake, in a breeze into Spring, into May

Into the long sleeves of these words that we dared never say

Until this water knocked us over and I can not see how

You can stand in its power to try and wait out these minutes and bouts

With sanity and keep clarity, all of this clear of this now, all of this breaking

Out here in these sounds, that this is greater than either of us knew

On the precipice of all that ensues, pulsating in wait, swallowed in those waves

Drowning for Saturday like an albatross of some days

Between there and now and how are we possibly going to wait