The water came up
with the wind
and pushed us back
among the small flat
stones upon the shore
The fastest tides
in the world
lead by dark red foam
and the scream
of the infinite divide
Dec 2, 2012
Dec 2, 2012 at 12:51 AM UTC
The water came up
with the wind
and pushed us back
among the small flat
stones upon the shore
The fastest tides
in the world
lead by dark red foam
and the scream
of the infinite divide
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