Tolleston

Relentless rolling waves

Angrily churn against this coast

Stirring up submerged memories

And forgotten thoughts, of her

The silent vacuum, of this enormous storm

Implodes upon uneventful days

Shredding the unguarded beach

And the of limits of this insurgency

Like a knight without shining armor

I fell to my knees, amid the sand, shells

Jack pine, stinking oil and rustling cottonwood

I slowly awake from an amorphous dream

In this crazy gorgeous Tolleston wilderness

You could easily get lost, you could be forgotten

Like a ghost, like spirits, like the heart

That beats and pulsates subliminally

Through veins, arteries, soil

And rich obsidian earth

The roots holding all this together

Amongst hills and oak indigo shadow

Where the twisting turning trails

Echo oblivion in the stillness of mid-afternoon

Swallowing you like an immense ocean

Relentlessly pulling me and dragging me

Through scarlet paradise trees

And savannah shoreline mists

That encapsulate you like a wraith

And forever hiding you away

Keeping you endlessly out of reach

As dusk silently erases my dreams