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Monday, August 18, 2014

SEA POEM


Wish I could tell
                   with words
                   my thoughts when
first our eyes locked
that Saturday summer night

but it was only sounds

the instantly irrelevant crowd
the engines and ocean beneath us
echoing
          rumbling
                   whooshing like
the air out of my lungs

and one
solitary
deafening
heartbeat.


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