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And so everything repeats
Time to adorn my straight edged alter ego
restless repetition is his name
and out on this here relentless sea
there is nothing for him to drink
nowhere to run
nothing but crystal blue eternity
restless repetition is his name
and out on this here relentless sea
there is nothing for him to drink
nowhere to run
nothing but crystal blue eternity
Published 14th Nov 2012
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Anonymous
14th Nov 2012 8:38am
Nice poem, its a poem that rather leaves food for thought, very nicely written. Thanks for sharing!
14th Nov 2012 5:19pm
Wow, I like it... so simple and it makes my mind race with though on why or who and wanting to know more!
Good stuff.
Good stuff.
15th Nov 2012 8:37am
1st Dec 2012 10:21pm
"crystal blue eternity" - my favorite face of the many the sea wears.
Don't forget that feeling when you're back on dry land, Joe.
A powerful write, thanks for sharing.
Don't forget that feeling when you're back on dry land, Joe.
A powerful write, thanks for sharing.
2nd Dec 2012 2:25am
Oh the drive home... bliss...
Its almost the best feeling in the world.
When there's no more stress, no more responsibility, no more hard work.
Cold bourbon in one hand and a joint in the other.
Having the financial freedom to travel and do whatever I want for the next five weeks of unending lazy sundays.
Its a life of such stark contrasts that you cant help but appreciate every little thing.
The best feeling in the world, however.
Is having the girl that you love waiting for you at the warf.
That used to trump everything...
Its almost the best feeling in the world.
When there's no more stress, no more responsibility, no more hard work.
Cold bourbon in one hand and a joint in the other.
Having the financial freedom to travel and do whatever I want for the next five weeks of unending lazy sundays.
Its a life of such stark contrasts that you cant help but appreciate every little thing.
The best feeling in the world, however.
Is having the girl that you love waiting for you at the warf.
That used to trump everything...
