Listen like a layer
and I drift

Into this like a tide
trying to touch the shore
going sideways when all this time
I could have just dove down
there are things on the ocean floor
that do not belong there

Who ever has the shell
has the power
empty is just an invitation
for something unexpected
to find its way in

I heard a call at sunset
felt my face burn in this light
and in my new skin I am transformed
and I am afraid of not changing