just drop off:
wander out to the edge of your land
and make shelter.
the storm in your mind
is not real-- the endless
clanging of humanity
is nothing compared to what
2000 miles of ocean can
add to your humility.
out here you can friend
an emotional mammal, bear or sea lion,
update your journal page (paper, pencil)
post your status
on a log (pocket knife, wood)
and no one will see you getting naked, getting scared,
shouting to the stars, crying for no reason:
then, (why not) drown in the surf
fall alseep in the cold,
all the while, remember that
(aloneness is not a void , nor is it empty)
being lonely has nothing to do with being alone,
and they say you can never go home.