SeasideRendez-Vous

As I draw it closer I know this is how it will end A smooth thought out movement drawn across my vein. My porcelain skin destroyed. There is no backing down now. I am transforming, Traveling, Hot air balloons dancing, Blue skirts spinning, laughing, being. Crying babies comforted by their swollen breasted mothers They are loved, clutched in the bosom of the heavens, Blue girls chasing flowers across the sand Waves crash into my footprints. I am relaxed, At ease. Water lapping at my side, seeping into my pores. My hair is undulating with the beating waves. The ocean is becoming human, Carrying the deep red further into the sun

Empty spaces, Empty pages, Empty lines, Empty book, Staring blankly into space, the trees and grass and things go by Faces appearing out of things without a beating heart The little white daisy occasionally appears Blending into dark. Sounds blaring into my ears Drowning out every natural noise, The trees and grass and things go by. Driving for hours with no escape Faint whispers are heard over the drums Until I make it louder.

Steps of Rubber hitting field a slight put-put. The chirping bells are chiming with a wedding ceremony crowned. I ran into the church, yelling for the pastor telling him to come outside yelling for the silent monks and the compassionate, lovable, guard dogs. Can't you see? I'm afraid of nuns. Can't you see? I will not conform to your standards. I'm moving to Canada.

Occasionally I scream blast my lungs with the sound system of one thousand horses galloping across the front yard the tree is shedding its leaves in a matter of seconds. FAST FORWARD. Erase the trees, the horses, the front yards. Another species rules today. The ants go marching one by one, hoorah, hoorah.