One can be as lonely as one wishes, but it is impossible to be alone... even on the salt and sterile sea, wait for the
calm and lie over the low rail to stare down
into the
blue glass
water and what at first seems a pure medium begins to dance with motes, darting specks, and down at the threshold of the dark, ominous shadows turn and careen about... it is unbearable to conceive that anything can not have life.»