Waiting to wake up I lived in numbness,
All was flowing by me and through me
As I drifted on in a sea, face down.
No shore would have me, the bright beaches
Were too shallow, the lovely fjords too cold.
Tidal waves crushed my bones,
Numbness, out of reach, I waited
In a dense black mist of knowing
This is being alone.
I think that I woke up now
But I’m not sure. I still taste
The bitter of the sea.