Monday, April 9, 2012

My Tomb By the Sounding Sea


I want to walk into the ocean
And let the under tow take over me.
Taking my body out into sea.
To have the moon beat down on my face
And be the first to see the sun.
There would be no need to run
For the sea would keep me moving.
I could float to every island
And visit every depth.
The waters could be my friend,
My pal,
My home.
All I have to do is go,
To my humble abode.

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