Old Newfound Foaming

I'm onslaught of me,
breaker combing the far sea
crash landing in lace

have tears been expunged
why can't I find way to cry,
have I turned to stone

apocalypse now
is the game time always plays
I'm unwitting fool

poetry monster
is breaking into haiku
old newfound foaming

I can't cry enough
to empty ocean of loss -
I just must sail it

I write the nig…