Virtual waves break in the background muffling out humanity's insomnia
Cry yourself to sleep, brackish tears drifting into a riptide
All I have are scribbles with broken lines, empty ink fountains of jerk bait lost at sea
Bait-sein dance, you and I holding taut in our rental pond
This entangled net between us
A cement boat block on a dock with no accessible deck
No view of the horizon, nor hope of any sky
Might as well be in a nuclear submarine in a contentious strait
With 10,000 missiles pointed at me
Tied inside my Neoprene straight jacket, restrained
As I'm hunted daily by a pirate, the apartment terrorist
The adolescent monster I myself created
Her flag is black and her heart is broken
I float out token offerings, chumming candle apologies on the water, a maternal puja
But the tide returns their ripped, rejected, saturated shreds as small as phytoplankton
I gather their bits spying my shattered reflection on the polluted sea surface
Shame covers the oceanic expanse like an oil spill down a once pristine coast
Forgiveness is like a fisherman throwing his hooks into the abyss
Toiling for any return
An imperfect catch, explosive mismatch
Face to face with the Leviathan
Find me in the inlet and come aboard
Mend the holes in the broken net, ensure no future bycatch
