The Edge of Confinement

Suspended in motion. Even the ocean roils, rages in despair But rarely leaves its borders, Just following orders. And I am the ocean Grand notions of lasting legacy, But like the sea, I roar then settle, A tempest in a kettle. The cycle unrelenting, Perspective dementing From the thrashing, the crashing headlong Into sea walls... Continue Reading →

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