Saturday, February 25, 2012

TROUBLED SEA





That’s a cold wind blow off that ocean some nights
So sharp
Tear your skin with icy shards
Rippling in the wind like some shred sail
So strong
Your back snaps
Some mast that failed
Gouging the bulkhead
sending a cripple
listing mightily
o’er a troubled sea
into a darkness
to crash on them rocks
so cold and jagged
they fray your soul
gut your heart
spill your blood
back to the waters

that’s right
some nights
that’s just what it can be

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