Shapeless

much like me on a sleepless night i hear the roar of this restless ocean pounding like thoughts in my head as the wind drives me back one step for every two i take beneath this blood red rise of morning inimical are these waves as they lash out against the rocks unleashing a spray like a breath in winter's air exhaled yet it falls like a rake against sand claiming anything in its path pulling it in then spitting it out only to build again like a raged mind dissilient i stand distanced cowering on the sands of time awaiting its calm June 24 2021 The Shape of water contest Sponsored by Craig Cornish