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 Posted: Wed Apr 4th, 2012 11:28 am
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blackjohnnie

 

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Mana: 
Now nearer the autumnal equinox
She held it to my ear,
my hands
engulfed in hers,
“it’s the ocean”,
she said.
 
The sky a plume of pigeon gray,
her smile,
the one hand not being held,
and my fire truck red windbreaker,
I couldn’t believe it…
 
that something empty,
spiral,
unexpectedly brittle,
could capture the echo
of something as unfathomable
as the sea.