So alone in this world.

Radio noise of emotion.

I never hear your love.

lost in the crowd

of dieing seagulls

they carried my note

tied to their scaly leg

I wrote it on skin

taken from my breast

i wrote it with ink

stolen from the clouds

and now their dead

i sit waiting to hear your reply

a robin came to tell me

my note drown

my breast aches from its loss

the sky weeps at my theft

i sat by the sea and looked