Tides Of Our Lives

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Tides Of Our Lives

Karyn Indursky

Some days I feel a thousand years away
of where we used to be. I feel like I've traveled
the rocking seas in a rickety boat with
a ripped sail. I can hear the wind ripping
through the sheer fabric. My eyes sting from
the high intensity. In the blur of my watering eyes,
I can still feel you beside me. Somewhere in our struggle,
we missed a bolder of one life ending
to begin another. These are the tides our lives.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Dedication: My deceased cousin, Anthony Romig. RIP

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