HAUNTED

Everything needs to be

blocked out

 

all sounds that have

nothing to do with what’s

before me

 

others have their callings

places they worship

distant precipices

or deserts

 

but here

I am selfishly

willfully yielding

my attention

 

I am haunted by the

aroma and authority

the force lurking

below the surface

 

the ocean holds me,

its arms

its width and length

tempt me

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