Today I saw you, big as the ocean. Yesterday I was sure I’d forgotten how to swim. I jumped right in you covered me like a lotion. Yesterday I was sure I was losing my skin. The sting of salt, the thrill of devotion. That’s the one I [bad word]  [bad word] forward motion. I [bad word] to you, I [bad word]  Really now, what else?

Today out on the beach I saw the Wolfman, he was alone, he looked tired. He could see he reminded me the way love pretends to expire. And so instead of tearing me up he invited me for a swim, his eyes full of fire. And then even the Wolfman you can see he aspires to take it higher. I [bad word] to you, I [bad word]  Really now what else is to be done?

“Once in a while”, he turned and said “I wanna shave my face, my body and my head.” I asked him why and then the well ran dry so I zoomed in for a look. What did I see? Clouds and sunshine, joy and pain. So I zoomed in again, and what did I see? All that which seems to be erasing me, I can choose to learn again.

Wolfman to I, said “I don’t give up myself too easily, I against I, now go away.” He started crying wolf… (that is the oldest line!) Wolf, man, and I we are the same. Sometimes I try, the one about a wolf amongst wolves by my side – one with which I have got a way. Now I know why, the one about a wolf amongst wolves makes me cry. 

What does a dark night rearrange? What does a night light do to change? I [bad word] to you, I [bad word]  Really now what else to be done? Today I see you, big as the ocean.