I see the ship sink
just off the coast;
darkness at the end
of the tunnel.
Is that thunder
rolling in from
the East,
a tornado, an earthquake,
or a flood?
Is that sound I
hear the pounding of
hooves outside my window?
No
it's just the noise my
eyes make when they open.
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