You ebb and flow
like a rotten tide
crashing and frothing
on a forgotten shore
You walk painfully upon us
like annoying pebbles
digging into and engraving
your tired feet
Ignore the comfort
of the salty breeze
caressing gently
across your sleepy soul
You rise and fall
drowning my voice -
a soft, sweet song
but you make the choice
to hear it so wrong,
so silent, so off-key
The rough waters of you
hold me dangerously high
into the black empty sky
then throw me down swiftly
with perfect decision
deep into the sea
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