Literature
Moonlight Machinery
Moonlight machinery is ticking and clicking,
drawing up the water from the ocean,
and dropping it,
letting the waves spill from Posiedon's arms,
as he tries to catch the errant tide.
Will the ocean always haunt me?
I can hear the pounding in my dreams;
all the words I have are water,
salted and cold like tears.
Please let me go.