Thursday, March 22, 2012

Moonless 
by Linda Bansil

wave why don't you find me 
and shove so hard to blind me
more than water than it fills
shade of the sky pour some more
let them wander to the door
drown me before I do it myself
this is a great escape 
I call fear when it shall begin
swallow me up and hit the cliffs 
with your wave
wave don't desert me
you can strangle and hate a fish
but it squirms from within
wave bring me forth
I am lurking at the moonless sky
waiting for the wave



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