Tide Goddess

She rages and roars inside me
Like a violent current
Foaming at the mouth
Where her foot is most comfortable
Carelessly fair
As noble as a joker

She waits...
She waits for me!
Evil eye following my shimmery pieces...
Plans sinking into waste
Swallowed by dust and mold
It will take a fire, a very large fire,
To propell this creation.
That already exists somewhere.
To bad only I can see it...
How much worse can it get?
Now really?