The Beach (At Midnight In Darkness)

Monday, June 15, 2009

We hear:
Nothing but the elegiac din
And only that, the constant
___impossibly vast sounds of this shore
_consuming itself
a by-product of being
_____ we are blind
_____ we might as well be deaf
For the thousand breaks we hear
Roar, roar, roar and bellow
Far from our language
Far from our understanding

We are tired.
You are calm
And I am too, somehow.

And we stand
And we ___listen.

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