because i have this mad desire to see
the lay of the land as a whole i will
always swim farther than anyone expects
and having swam so far from shore
there is nothing i can do now but float
this is what an ocean will teach you
in the end
how to float only...
minutes become hours/ then days
and weeks/ months/ years/ a
litany of furtive longing
giving oneself up to the seduction
of water equates to an act of love
an act of love equates to life
Saturday, November 12, 2011
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