Ten Pills


One pill;
For my merciless and raging tempest.

Two pills;
For the voices acknowledged as my own.

Three pills;
For howling dogs stalking my promenade.

Four pills;
For forgetting what was to become of me.

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The Waves

A small child leaving footprints in the sand,

Carelessly willing and wishing to hear,

The sweet inviting sounds of the sea’s band,

So the fates hold a cone shell to her ear.

And hearing the music of the water,

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