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One Tide at a Time

You are just a rock
stopped, still, avoided as time
passes and mocks,
with looking-back laughs...
 
...and you sink,  forgotten
beneath wind-kissing waves
to lie in thought until the moon frees you
again, you lucky lunatic...
 
...embracing the dawn,
calling with wet-white gleam
on the newly-damned of today
for aeons to come
 
Here comes the latest reckoning,
a quick tide over the mind.
flushes those often used words
and any last thoughts of time
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