I do not want to hear this voice in my voice.

even if the time transfixed is longer
and I am as we both know mostly made of water
this is still burning by degrees

so it is
I can no longer keep count
of the reasons I make for you
we have so casually and deliberately
hammocked our hearts in these lies
for so many good reasons, mostly
my love at the bottom of the bag
for too long now impossible to touch
when you fill your skin with sand

you close your eyes and shut your ears
pretend as though you can hold me up
like a shell, hear the ocean truth
but all you do
is get caught up in the sound of yourself