falling into nothingness we stand
enveloped in a blue moon
sand lapping at our feet
the navy and purple littered with stars
amber waves laced with foam
rock around the coolness of my glass
the weight inside my head
pushing against my forehead
brimming with things unsaid
the weight behind my eyes
pushing forward
the weight of things seen
and yet to be seen
the weight of my lids
pushing me towards sleep
that I may have dreams of nothing