Friday, July 10, 2009

after all,
it's only ocean
as we kick up sand
running, hopeful
it hits harder
the waves and the water
I had you by the wrist
a handful
Mandibles and jaws
underwater, scurry claws
In the dark,
that's when you fall

but towards me now
stumble towards me now

the tide crashes
into surf

stumble towards me now

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