There is an ocean inside of me
Hear the gentle waves wash over sand and shells and smooth-ed stone let the waves break long and slow from one end of the vast horizon to the other
This ocean has existed for a million thousand billion years and reaches to eternity
Listen to the ocean
I am standing in the train with someone’s briefcase pressing into my back waiting in a phone queue to discuss a payment that bounced sitting waiting for a job interview
And I listen to the ocean inside of me
The only thing that’s real.