"Good night, good night. Parting is such sweet sorrow, that I shall say good night till it be morrow."

Romeo, Romeo and Juliet

To the sea.

I want to visit the sea.
To feel the crisp air against my skin.

I want to hear the gulls.
To listen to them flapping overhead and cawing their incessant songs.

I want to grasp the sand.
To sift through the granules with my worried fingers.

I want to visit the sea.
I want to visit and see.

words

I’m trying to write

poetry

but it’s not going

well.

I need struc

                  ture

and this so

un

   struc

           tured

I’ll just stick to prose.

Little box man.

The silly little box man from down the block.

He talks and he talks and he walks and talks.

It’s all a bunch of nonsense, but we can understand him.

The silly little box man from down the block.