Kalliope 2015 | Page 85

relaxing in fright she tenses her neck and screams at the friend turned foe in the lumbering limelight stormy seas clouding her dreams we collide on thoughts of streams surging through her blood (abandoned and drained she fears they will stop pumping into seams) the life she craves kicking off hot sheets i walk alone down her beach Wanting to taste salt (to forget her completely) but now she runs in my veins 85