By: Jehangir Saleh
Written: December 3, 2003

As the sound of lapping waves
Stroke through each breath
And I press my forehead
To the ground
Waiting

Do not love me
Because I am dying,
Claiming to be alone
Love me
Because you are dying
And need a reminder

It Has Occurred

Can you pour me
Another.

It has occurred to me.

I might be paranoid.

Perhaps

This deserves some thought.

Can you.