Anchor

I am tethered, masked
taped by you. Your soul
wraps around my head,
sticks to the porcelain
of my face. Smothered
by a chemical bond, I
stretch from you, fail
to escape the halting
reins of your embrace.
My eyes are bound in
blackness, ears full of
absence, and I lament
the stolen ocean scent
with a muffled salt moan.