The House of Sand.

One by one
I unstitched myself
I unhooked the strings that kept us together
And tore myself apart
For you I will
Reshape the past

And now here by
The ocean
Where the sand
And sea
And sky
Wear me away to a stone
I salt my wound
To burn it out

To kill myself

That we might make something
Covalent
Without my sutures
And needles
Here by the cradle of all life
We will make it again
No stitches
Nothing unreal
Constricted
No artificiality
It only ever was
Just you and me