In my room by the sea
I counted the minutes between
The water cascading over my roof
Tangled seaweed
Kelp
Flitting
Dancing
Brine crusting lungs
Pieces flaking off every time I exhale
I used to hate the smell of the ocean
How it would burn my nostrils
Close up my throat
Sting my eyes
The sand rubbing my skin raw
A smooth eloquent mix of blood
But now
I'm fine
I've been down here so long
I don't have anything to go crazy about
The soothing noise of the sea
Has just become blank to me
Tugging tides
Frayed lines
Somehow
I manage
To find solidarity
In these sea-foam lies
Dear me
How comforting