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April 26th, 2010 | 
Author: I sit
heavy with
sadness
amidst
boulders
both solid
neither motile
ocean waves come in
I see them
hear them
feel them
smell them
then allow myself
to be the waves
smash ashore
pound the rocks
thunder the air
reduce my sadness
from solid form
to drops of water
ebbing from mind
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By Dennis West
“I know enough to No tequila!”
“If only pain dissipated like smoke.”
“Avoid the religiously moral wayward juggernaut.”
“Turned fifty, now a wreckless driver.”
“Tired of pursuing the distant mirage.”
“Love is tangible. Just like fog.”
“He is rare. Like Timex watches.”
“Her life reads like bad fiction.”
“”Lost and Found” has been stolen.”
“Quarry profundity, dig deepest in mirrors.”
“Should we hang all the racists?”
© March 6, 2010-Dennis West