Unwelcome thoughts

I dislike the sun that peeps

through the porthole to caress you awake

I am jealous of the breeze that ruffles

your hair as you stand on the deck

I resent the salt spray that kisses

your face in the middle of the ocean

I envy the moon that embraces

you when you keep watch on the bridge

as I am overtaken by such

ridiculous but toxic notions

that cause misery in my mundane life

I countdown in frenzy

the days left for you to return

and to keep such insidious thoughts at bay

I mitigate my heartache with this…

the sun, the moon, the sea and the breeze

act as my proxy when

you are lonesome and desolate.