i say to myself how can what is meant to be not be.

we sea creatures.

was it ever thus?

my head is a place i call myself to come.

how come i am this way.

i remember looking for critters in the crik. i wanted to be one of them. i wanted them to like me. 
i lived in town, subdivision, town, small city, suburb suburb, island, big city. will i ever be a creature perfectly adapted to my environment?

with you its so easy to be alone with you. i lost this post a minute ago. i don't know why. maybe it was too convoluted. maybe i'll just leave it here.