Out there in the darkness

Somewhere beyond my tongue, out there in the darkness, there is  life
Laying in the shallows, halfway beached upon the shore, I hear waves
Tidal pulls of merriiment, drifting cords of melody, words not sung
My tongue becomes as two left feet, and inwards I tumble once more

In here is all, there is peace, tranquility; out there is remembered insanity
Unreal perceptions once dreamed of, that dripped, from my eyes, away
Like the words that ran, away from the memory of how to shape them
Who am I, when mind abandons flesh, as flesh abandons emotion?

I was a man of furniture, for the body ,of the body, pretty and erudite
Now, I am dark, just dark; slurred and slurring, unable to catch hold
I chase myself through the darkness, but, I will wait no more for me
For I lay and lie and live and die, here in the darkness; I am beached

The sand it grits inside my nose, between my toes, on fingertips
Waves lap at my toes and tickle under the nails, sucking me away
Skittering to the left, moves further away;  leaves to the right at play
I am oriented, moving forward;  back to where life waits in shadow