Night Tide

 
when the tide swells in the deepened night
the waters press in black – a mascara moonlessness
rising rolling above every precipice peak and…
this is the slow push to disappearance in the dark
this is the farewell to the starry expanse
extinguish and exit beneath to the airless
till silver sea and sovereign sky become one
and we are pressed like dying leaves between
memories of lives lived and saved in saltwater
 

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