we could jump in the waves

or wade at the shore,

dive into the ocean

or stay land-bound and bored.

but i never want to have to wonder

what you’re thinking,

what you’re creating

inside that imagination of yours.

share with me. build with me.


because when the tides rush in,

when they arise and collapse

and swirl at our feet,

all to wash away, return, and repeat,

we’ll be fully ready. you see,

we know the secret of the waters,

of the unpredictable surges

and watered-down speech:

we let the words rise up themselves

and speak.

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