The whole tide is upheaved
airborne
flung around
rethrown
at the wall

and then it explodes
on you

next sets in the panic
as I turn my clock
far past twelve
open you with my dagger
from the left boot

I'll kill this man for what?

this odd wave
would sooner turn on itself
perhaps the worst case yet

the worst case ever
because I am floored
and regrown
and owned
and in struggle against
myself for what I want but don't want to want but want anyways!

then just like that
little stream flows in
his face seems unfamiliar
did I love him once?

whole ocean upheaved
redirected
turned to you
all eyes on you
and will you take this tsunami
when it crashes
in your arms?

while you play with alchemy
in your hands
always claiming the accident
when you somehow
get your way...

while you say this is chance
and whoops and maybe could be
not intentional or metaphorical
or justifiable

but instead accidental, incidental
possibly just rational circumstance
and synapses ready to explode at the thought

that you had PLANNED THIS all along

you SUMMONED the ocean

YOU STAND THERE LIKE FREAKING MOSES

BAM the waves part
BAM the ocean changes course
BAM you're in the way
BAM all roads lead to you

they always always did
you fool...

let go

for the whole time
I was always yours