Tagged: cast net

mixed in with the

mixed in with the
unwieldy wind
and rain, two
sirens tailspin
into the surf,
slinging a net
towards chaos
to pull
ashore sleep
.
20110417:1748
y

from the yawning sea

from the yawning sea
of sleep, the casting
nets
come home
each dawn
torn and empty

to be awake
is to not have you
in it
.
20100227:0942
y