segmented sea


Wonderful poetry shared by a talented writer.

No Talent For Certainty

we drank this ocean, feeling
every drop that rinsed our
bodies clean of all the past
debris; the wounds, the salt,
the kisses briny, all within
this strange segmented sea

but loneliness bleeds slow,
a tide receding gently,
noticing each section and 
each wavelet, every undulation
captured in the corner of my
eyes that only see what they

regret

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