i thought i could write a biography but i am hesitant to pursue any definitions. instead, i am yearning for, being to

the ocean, to send some waves out and have them come back, crash, lock horns with one another, devilishly merge, ripple, for the riptides

my writing to conjure imagery that captivates, lingers for centuries to come

to breathe freedom, invite It into my touch, absorb, mimic, become, enter Its person suit and see as It