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I set sail long ago, and I took down the mast. The wind would blow, but only past. I rode nothing but the waves of the ocean – stars above and a setting sun to love. The nights shine with a sky so bright, as the earth turns, and I drift toward a fading horizon’s light. Where this ocean will take me, I do not know, but wherever it may be, I will find a home.

The sky was blue then, and in these days there was no ocean all around. No, there were children, a wife, and a home. There was a life of comfort and care and a vast land to roam. We had made for ourselves a life together, with nothing but a desire to share this forever.

A few years thereafter, the sky was burning. I came home to find the love of my life laid at my feet with her body limp and bloodied hair. My children were a motionless mass against a wall – None of them breathing… Not one at all.

So I left. I went to the coast, where calm waves crashed. There the sea beckoned for me. I had been so lost, and here was my salvation. “Unto oblivion” it spoke to me, “and into eternity.”
DH Matthews Apr 2014
me and i and nobody
nobody and me and i
me? who?
"who, him? nobody"

her.
her...
somebody. (anybody!)
her......
....
she--!

her: "you."
me: "...me?"
her: "you and me."
...
me: "you and i."

her and i, me and her, her and i, me and she
us....
us!
it! (mhm, that.)
us, and that.

us! us, us, we, us, we, we, us
us and them, us and those, us and some
them and me?...
...
us.
us and them.
me, and her and them.
me and her...and them.
and him. him...
him?
me and him...me...and you.

...
...
...

"her and him..."
him? him!? HER AND HIM!?
ME!!!!

me:
her and him
her and him
her and him
her and him
her and him

me: "you and him?"
her: "me and you!"
me: "you and him!"
her: "you..."
me: "YOU AND HIM!"
her:
me: "me or him."
her:
me: "you and him."

...

us...me and her...
...
her. and him. it. (that.)
(that!? her and him!?)

me and i and nobody
nobody and me and i
me? who? (her...)
"who, me? nobody."
arranging a bunch of words that couldn't even make up a single sentence in a way that creates a narrative with characters...somebody explain to me why i thought poetry was stupid in high school?

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