at the shore

©2022 Michael Raven

cool ocean waves
washing my burning
head at the delta
silt out of my ears
i hear raven
ticktocktapping
polished granite
at the shore

waiting for the tide
to drag me under
past doors to another
side, inside
where we can all laugh
about it over mead hall
banter instead
of me
washing my mind
at the shore

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