sun glazed morning\nthe sea has receded\ntrees no longer poke\nthrough the backyard\nmirror my flimsy raft\nat rest wedded to the\nhillside once again\n\nso this is how it is the\nrising and falling again\nand again i can\u2019t stop\nmy fascination with it\ni am consumed by\nits aggressive and\nceaseless repetition\n\ni throw myself in and\nout of it unable to lose\nmy hold on my own\nability to make up my\nmind as if i have a\nchoice there is nothing\nelse there is only this\n\ndrink up starfish drink\nup you\u2019re running dry\nthe tides will roll in and\naway before you know\nit we are flotsam and\njetsam each of us wait\nin low tidepools slowly\ndissolving in the sun\n\nepw 2.9.08 perrysburg, oh