Salt Water Heals

I'm the forest, every damned tree
Thousands of miles a blanket of me
My face
terminates
at your rocky shore
Condensation - sap
to seal the gap-
running from an open sore
You are simply the ocean
As helplessly as
I toss timber doubloons
Into your high tide
Only to be promptly returned
With limpest lapping

Your foamy water reaches my roots
exactly
as involuntarily as they draw it in
and all I want to do is die
so my soul can retreat
Instead I grow
smaller
and
smaller
around
your
eroded
feet

Trees know what it is
I just know what it's called
but I can't speak to set my mind at ease
Of what makes me feel warm
as I sit and wait for the salt water to freeze