My Sea

I wish that I could just give myself away, away into a dream, somewhere that would flow like a stream without that dreaded waterfall there to greedily swallow me whole, my soul. Don't hold back- just spill it out onto the floor, all the shards of me for everyone to see. A million asymmetrical pieces of my soul there for the taking. Look closely, magnify I in such small detail, see into the caverns I have hidden. Abandoned senses, I free fall into this oblivion of numbness where time and feeling and judgement are at bay and remain restrained from intervention with nakedness. A naked connectedness. It's alright. It's just me you see. There I go floating through infinity.