Thursday, September 19, 2019

Bad Poetry Thursday

Subliminal
by [REDACTED]

The ocean has no metaphor
No referent save the sky, perhaps
The ocean Is
It sits and sways
The basic cradle of earth, of life
It teems
Deep as the sea
Tossed upon the waves of life
Fresh off the boat
I am pulled to it
My North is the sea
Drive oceanward
Makai



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