i spent a day with people, but i still felt alone.

i climbed rocks and imagined my fingers on the horizon, i imagined my hands in the dirt on the other side of the window. i imagined that you were there and i was happy in the sand.

the chlorine burned my eyes

this pressure keeps building up

my fingers fly in meaningless motion

and my mind goes flat

when i speak my voice

is weak and cracks

my breath is short and 

my beats are quick and close

quick and close

quick and close

i just remembered that the other side of the ocean is really far away.