Thursday, April 11, 2013

River Drunk

Last night
I was on the other side
of the ocean,
breathing clean air.
Watched reflections
of distant shores
projected on a screen
of cool waters.
Heard a late-night train
headed to faraway places,
and drowned
in all of it.
This morning
I rise early
to headaches
and unfulfilled responsibility.

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