pondering (February 2004)

25 Feb

I wake up to the sounds of
angry waves grumpy and
thumping about
like rumpled sheets
after a bad night’s sleep

At last beached, here to be recycled
in journey
– the eternity of destinations.

There’s no finally; here at last
but travelling on to
this point in time
  to reflect, to dream
  but really coming to
  no decision

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