The Two I Can't Control (Montana)

As the surf builds

and as the moon holds the tide,

I float across the Black Heart Sea.

And as much as the Sun kills,

I stare wide-eyed

waiting for You behind the Wall, to just Be. 

 

You are my deep sea waves.

You are my irregular thoughts as I'm drifting. 

You are my first thought before the inevitable, 

You are me, in another dimension. 

This poem is about: 
My family

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