Full Moon TideI want to stop listening.I'm tiredof making sense, of having to listen, of takingthe ocean in day after day, of holding onto its labor, you have to let go--and it blanks out lostto the magnification of mind, when I fall asleepthe muscle won't let loose, my back slides, my hiphurries for doorways, my fingers talk as thoughthey were held by a talking hand for an instant that turnsoff night, and it's still noon, and the talking ocea...
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