Saturday, May 21, 2011


The stormy seas mean nothing less
Than one more thing to think of
Gray skies
Descend upon the tides
The gulls dip and swarm
Ruthlessly hoping for one shred of a morsel
Churning waters from depths unknown
Bringing way too much to the surface
Too much for the light of day to take in
Too much for this reckless drifting soul
Stop fighting the waves I think
Stop seeking the land this time
Just drop below the surface
Into the silence
Into the deep
No struggle

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