I rest calm on the surface,
unable to see the tidal forces at work underneath
yet still aware of their presence in the water.
I am a buoy. I bob as the waves
rock me side to side while my
center of gravity leaves me still like a gyroscope.
A tsunami is approaching me, I can feel it.
The crashing waves grow more and more violent.
The great annihilator --
I wait for the tide to recede in a moment of stillness before
a wall of death looms over us all
able to rebuild only in its aftermath.
Nov 6, 2025
Nov 6, 2025 at 5:59 PM UTC
I rest calm on the surface,
unable to see the tidal forces at work underneath
yet still aware of their presence in the water.
I am a buoy. I bob as the waves
rock me side to side while my
center of gravity leaves me still like a gyroscope.
A tsunami is approaching me, I can feel it.
The crashing waves grow more and more violent.
The great annihilator --
I wait for the tide to recede in a moment of stillness before
a wall of death looms over us all
able to rebuild only in its aftermath.
