i actually wrote this the other day, thinking about being a lighthouse keeper...how weird is that?
island keeper
black water
crashes
around me
like moses i stand
stone platform
out of the depths
caught between liquid and night
slicker alive in the wind
wet slap
staccato against my legs
for one absurd moment
i imagine myself a god
throwing my arms to the sky
stirring the storm
leaping
in yellow light,
my shadow
thrown onto brutal rock
mocks my power
i turn away sharply
my back to the churning sea
inhale the mist
and the salt
stride through the great wooden doors.
i
hold the ocean.
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Taking up smoking to lose weight.
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