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The Ride Home

maelstrom sky correlates to water
fomenting monumental ocean rage
lifts to the brink of heaven,
slicing down toward a yawning
swirling hole

navigation is futile now, gone awry
step outside to assess,
the water explodes onto the deck,
almost washing me out to sea
slaps me off my feet,
o, I don’t want to be
here

send up flares, call SOS
all voiceless by the sea’s fury
so alone, hel...

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heavenhome at lastthe last laugh

Heaven Can Wait

The old boy got loose.
Strained at that chain for years;
He heard the barks of others,
wanted to know, to taste, to play,
& be free

Then one day, it happened.
He broke his rusty chain
& ran–
forgetting his bowl of easy food;
His pan of clean daily water.
Determined to experience everything,
feeling like a pup again.

He just kept running &
smelled everything,
licked everything
me...

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heaventhe grass isn't greener

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