Can you hear me
Like loud as it sounds in my head
A scream
Just the name
Or is it feeble
Tide crushing the sand
Washing the dirt off the crabs eyes
Like the thoughts
Retreating back
Only to come back harsher
As the moon shines brighter
It’s okay If I sound mute
Like the sun burning the ocean on the horizon
As the vapor rushes tot he clouds rumbling
Too distant to hear
Wings tearing them
Like the thoughts
Silently waiting in the dark
A burglar. A robber.
Not till you see
Like the cat in the box
With the poison
Like everything else in this world.