Your tautened teenage tee-shirt told of
Womanhood too big to handle
That cast you free from your sweet childhood
To a new blue desolation.
This quiet love and sad companion
Holds you cold on nights so lonely
Crying to your silent pillow.
Hard to bare the pain of living
In your gently aching body.
Dark and deep that rolling ocean,
Sea where men shipwrecked and flailing
Will your blood to pull them under,
One more time to soft oblivion
Where wet caresses ease their anguish
Drowning in your salty tears.
© Patrick Ellis
