I am tired of my
own mind. Its wanderlust
and lust lust, its mis-
trust of the blind
suck of sea--
With you all
is undertow.
With me the tide
is never enough--I become
beached, splayed
sandbound, dreaming water.
[Kevin Young, 'On My Mind', from Dear Darkness]
The language he uses is SO evocative. Love it!
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