long moment

i live my life in a single moment separated
by the individual waves breaking
scattering the light
across the glassy strand shattered
by stillness as i reinvent my breath.

standing facing the sea in fury
the sea in repose i see my life
in a single moment separated by multiple
horizons i cannot touch much
less recall those sad ships sinking
into the sky's melding with the sea.

yet sad ships with sad stow away
memories never do take this sorrow
away for good--perhaps
this is why the sky is round
the waves return
the moon reflects itself
and i have yet to learn to sail
because the wind is still a mystery.

perhaps i remain here looking for a cure
or to cope with this extravagant melancholy
by surrounding myself with salt with
the sea with this dream thick with blood.

the moon is a frozen suspended solitary
tear, a single mineral lost in the stars.

my life is one long moment
interrupted by tears.