Roll

A sadness rolled into me from the sea today.
The sadnesses waves came up on the shore in rolls and sighs and great big crashes that thundered so loud there was nothing else for a moment.

These waves broke upon me and I felt myself shudder down with the sickness of always staying put together.  I shuddered and the waves broke upon me again in smaller more chunky fragments this time.

I was too shattered by the chunking up the breaking apart of what was until recently so far away from me.

The heaving crushing weight of it was enough to make me afraid but when the weight finally hit me we both were so shattered up and broken chunks with their edges softening as they continued melting that all I had to do was cry a little, shed a few brittle driftwood tears, and the waves rolled back into the sea.