The slow swells and falls of the ocean lull me.
The rhythmic vision and the corresponding sounds
Put me into hypnotic suggestion.
My universe abounds
As my soul is duped again.

I buy the illusion that the ocean is just one big harmless thing.
I've traded my awareness
Of the cohesive nature and the polarity of water’s molecules,
When everyone knows
You can drown in three drops of water.
Or is that three inches?

I'm both sine and cosine.
I am wonder and doubt,
Logarithms that pass back and forth
And meet one another, cresting and falling.
I meet myself coming and going,
As I wade in without a care.

-jenn