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Scared and scattered

Panicked and abandoned

Gulls like words fly

Outward aand seaward

as I gaze at the waves

and scatter my thoughts

Seaward and outward

Sudden burst of flight

my perch upon the broadwalk

becomes a snowy dance

of feathers and culls

echo like mariners' tales

upon my thoughts 

of grief and loss.

Loss turns to terror

Terror turns to loss of

Self in a pathos of whys

Beating against the brain

Not in your control

Not in your control

The migration

of the birds.

Not in your control

Not in your control the beating

against the brow the brain the chest

flapping and squawking 

Stop Stop Stop

The gulls chaos magnifies

The chaos inside.

The chaos inside

Draining and dampered

Abandoned and panicked

The broadwalk is silent now

Distant culling and waves rocking

Juxtaposition the symphony

of self made noise

Inside my mind. Quiet now

Quiet now

I crumble inward.