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as lived on these waters
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the sea inside of me
on stormy days
all that is for certain
is that the cloudy
bay overflows
from buckets of rain
when the wind is high
on the shoreline
white caps overlap
on the sand
each motion
indexed
waves go where they are supposed to go
rain falls
like loose words
and drops drip as nimble divers
in depths
covering up time to save nine
from the murky green blue sea
to the marshes where assumption ambles off haunted
certain as inherited sketches of thought
tides cycle ebb and flow
and the homeless who used to be derelicts
tragic for lack of tears dredged
from falling skies
it be
the life as lived on these waters
the quavering of an open hand
instinctive
to find the means of escape in a bottle of cheap red wine
Splendid piece of work. Truly
Splendid piece of work. Truly enjoyed it.