salinity of numbers

i would take the clouds in daylight, the stars at night, i would mold them. i would say you have taken all my passion. please, send it back. i would wait at the seashore every morning and every dusk, though i would know, know it would never come.

there is no use in belief, no currency. i have believed enough for a thousand nights, a thousand lives. my hands are empty.

i see others, too, at the seashore every morning and every dusk. their eyes say, yes, our hands are also empty. we watch the horizon. we wait and know, know it will never come.