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Thursday, August 18, 2005


Salty wet
wave upon swelling wave
breaking thunder on my shore.

Not too close.
It teases toes
and wet sand slips out
from under me.

Farther now.
It laps at my ankles
riding hard
up to my knees.

Nearly there.
The hardest waves
break on my thighs
and threaten to pull me in.

All in.
I push up from the bottom
to rise gently
on the swells.

The farther out
I swim,
the less I need
to balance or correct.
I simply slip
from valley to peak
over again.


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