Stings

My famished soul, where are you,
What transformed us into
Creatures–could it be we live with
The scorpions? All I have is the sting
In my tail. Otherwise, I associate with
Most anybody who is friendly to me.

The Sea

I love the sea at night.

It is darkness transformed

Into into a mysterious liquid.

The moonlight sparkles

On the waves and is hypnotic

To look at. It occurs to a

Person that the sea is where

We came from.