stone heart thumping like volcanoes

on an island where no wind has touched

Nearly awash, as I looked back

not an echo, hardly any swell

mirror mirror on the ocean, show it clearly...

how was I so off...?

Should’ve talked more, been there, reached out (and) not wait to be reached, not let it all fall through, missed less - missed more earlier...

When all you see is all there is

Then you ask

Could I cast a

long wave

like Hiroo Onoda

I long to wake

from this moment

all of it now so unneeded

all so thoughtless; also seamless

overlooked that steady build up,

closeout wave that towered over

All I see and all there was

Will I know, will I ever learn?

on the ripples of those who came before, I rose

mom if it’s a lull, you need to know that I am aware

how you carved a

long wave

like Hiroo Onoda

I long to wake

honour those back

on my own wake

like Hiroo Onoda