Like an Ocean
I stand
rocking
carelessly tossing
my voice upon the
rocks
deaf stones
they cannot hear
my words
and I cry
my angered tears
— like an
ocean —
as they come
echoing
back
to me
dead
and lifeless
but still they
flow out of
me
and return
the same
always the same
always dead
Like an Ocean
10/17/95
pik
©Patti Keno
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