The haziness in the
air thickening
Makes me a poignant
sluggard
Eerie as the nature
is
I long for a shore
placid
My boat hangs on the edge
Of a wave about to crash!
I wish for a storm
so vicious
That rips the sails
in a blow
And blazing strings of fire
Thundering down to the sea
Brisking my hands to act
Waking me up from a dream
But my hands tied to the helm
I peer blindly at emptiness
The moment lasts forever
Before the wave shatters
I live to tell the tale
Of one agonizing wave
My boat climbs another
And leaves me wishing again!
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