Sunday, July 6, 2014

The Hurricane

The storm has ended

The boats at sea
Bouncing in the night
Stars and moon their hidden guides
The windows let me see out
Kept me dry inside

The biggest universe
In the world
Like the storm
Pushes me forward
Tries to balance my dreams
With my basic needs

The last of the winds scream
I fall on the deck
And rest with the
Whiskers of the fish
Counted like lucky pennies

But with no value for the future

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