I called my soul and received a “this number has been disconnected
no further information is available about Y-O-U-R-S-O-U-L“ message
automatic end-of-call all lines down
buffering- signal lost then a scratchy dial tone
so I rode over to be beside the sea
I like to go down to the port and be among the big ships
huddled together for warmth and sharing their tales
of larger than life captains
beyond the ships, the vast sea shared my emptyness
that no compass, no sextant, no north star could help me with
no magellan, no columbus, no cabot drake or raleigh
our hearts get keelhauled over the course of our lives
yet they keep beating in endless hope
uncertainty lay ahead like a fog engulfed treacherous coast
phantom light somewhere in the rocks guiding us toward doom
twisting through swells that were peering over my shoulder
I was on an endless wander
now laying on a wooden pier damp from the evening rain
nearly quiet, feeling alone and happy as a clam
the mist is rejuvenating like shots of adrenaline
nature is the greatest therapist
water sloshing around the pilings
I ride back home at peace with my world
do a little light reading on blood spatter analysis
turn out the lights and what do I see?
mr. moonlight peering through the windows at me
what are you looking for sir?
if you’re looking for answers, I’m fresh out
if you’re looking for love, I have none to give
