Treasure Island

Alexandros Sandoval

(11-25-88 / Gallup)

The Sullen Tide Rush


A sullen tide
rushed upon thy rock-happiness
looking at him
staring
running, hiding
I want his head
regained trust as a pond after a rainstorm
a sullen tide
rust again

Sullen Tide rushes,
soaked rocked-happiness

He came up
without me knowing
I surprised
He asked if I was doing fine
I responded better
I forgot
he reopened scar

Sullen Tide rushes,
soaked rocked-happiness

LET IT OUT!
HATRED
GLOOM KNOCKS ME OUT!
HATRED OVERCOMES

crying, hating,
in a kingdom of Tumult
Cut, cut, cut into pieces
caught in a sullen tide
Hatred overcomes once again
Like a rush of sullen tide

A sullen tide rushes upon thy rocked-happiness

Submitted: Saturday, June 27, 2009
Edited: Tuesday, September 27, 2011

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