salty breaths

This is the way you move away

off of her eyes on a harbor

she see's the way you wave

holding a bit of shaved mast

This is the way you harbor her

washing your hands in the cabin sink

foaming away the sea legs

soon to believe the edge of the world

Now I want to talk out loud

thought you were crazy, your mirror

fogging up and seeing it though

Now Its all I talk about

hearing the way I always speak

carried a body to the dock

This is how I move with eyes on me

its a feeling, really I'm just waiting out

but waiting isn't what it's been

something recycled the way I cope

Shaving bits of spine off the journal

the one you collected time with

salt in my eyes feeling out

can't tell the difference between the wind and water now