1931
6.105
15.iv.25
I was on a rock
sea midst, out of sight of land
dizzy bilious with looking
with head up
with flapping my wings
and which way was it?
the big wave coming
wave bigger than the world
all this for foretelling
then in a boat I woke
nudging shore
a kind of condo canal
now knowing how
but a hand up
and some conversation
cloud bright over
remembering last night
steady on
all four paws
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