I feel restless,
inside me there are waves
slowly crashing into
shores,
ships are sinking and
every sailor says with
panic in his deep blue eyes:
don’t go out tonight,
let the ocean have its fight
and wait until it rests.

I can almost hear the
water filled with salt
collapsing into rocks
and somehow I want
that to happen,
I want to hear ships
smashing into
land.

So I crack my knuckles
and heave
a sigh of relief
I let watery salt
leave my body
and I follow the sailors
advice and let
the ocean have its fight
and I wait
until I
rest.