A luke warm blanket
That gives a new weight

A rhythmic sequence
Scshh, Scshh, Scshh, Scshh

A frustrated father
A shivering lump

A square glass box of joy.

A communal experience
A comforting one.

Back on dry land, body feels strangely weighted
Mind lighter than before.

My heart has
Turned blue
Liquidity and
Cold
From empty romance
And empty promises
Do take a swim
In my cold heart.

A deep sea of time
In which I float
Diving down under
A story is told
Ships pass from above
A memory vessel
Coming and going
Each one a lesson
Dive deeper still
Touch down on the bottom
Feet in the sand
Drown in the forgotten

I remember standing in the sea
With a pale peach grasped between my hands,
And as the wave grew closer near,
I held it up against my lips.

And closer still, the wave came near,
And there I stood, still looking on
For what to me, was an entire year
I knew I'd let the wave swallow me whole.

And for a second I caught a glimpse
Of the wave curving over my head,
I closed my eyes and held my breath,
And let the wave wash over me.

Then there remaining, I still stood
having survived the passing wave,
Peach pressed still there, against my lips
I took a bite and tasted salt
And then the sweetness of the rest.

I've woken up in the middle of the night.
I never got around to closing the blinds.
The only sounds are that of my still, sleepy breath,
the near silent roll of tires on the snowy street.

We were hot on our hike,
So we stopped by a spring.
After soaking our feet for a moment, you lay down to rest.
You're asleep now.
The hot sun warming my back,
The water nipping and chilling my feet,
The occasional splash of a from in the shallow pools,
And the steady, pulsing wing breathing fresh life into my lungs.

Ducking underwater when I'm the only one in the pool.
A quiet, turquoise haven.
There's no splashing,
Yelling,
Clinking toys;
Nothing but the sound of my own heartbeat in my ears.