ashore

In the four corners
Of my cardboard sea,
The ink of my pen
Becomes the dark ocean waves.
Like love:
Eternally sloshing
Back and forth.
Back and forth.
Incessantly becoming and leaving.

This ocean of metaphors
Sail me to so many
Shores of poems.
Bringing me towards
Your infinity.

Struggling not to drown,
I tore my paper ocean--
That opened into a terrain,
Fertile with fresh beginnings

Now I am a fish,
Forever ashore.