dozens of little bugs
encircling
dizzying thoughts
madness arriving
welcomed
biting memories
angry writing
bugs biting
seething pain
seething thoughts
soothing waves
crashing
with the memories

opening old doors
i am the bug that bites
i am the feeling that stings
waves vibrate
attracting
anguish
released
as the soothing waves
again ebb
returning to the wide bay
returning to the deep peace

another biting bug
time to leave this healing place
and find a place of healing peace
the waves continue to flow and ebb
as i leave the beautiful beach
of peace and anguish and deepening peace
walking on
in silence