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Tide (Free verse) by <~>

Sitting on the seawall Before the summer storm she said Something's slipped away Seven months slid by, and Snow laces the tide and Rides the currents in the greyed sky And chills my cheeks, burning Finds me drifting in memory and Furious with my own leaking With all this seeking a Meaning

<~> 14-Sep-02/7:45 AM
well, mojo, it was one of those winters where i was always holding back the tears, and sometimes, no matter how i strained to keep it inside, my eyes would redden, and i'd excuse myself. it really did feel like a tide swelling up inside--and leak is the word for how it came out, because i never stopped fighting the crying. fuck, that was a lousy year.




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