and hurried i, thru feathered drawls
scurry i, the southerred to the northerred,
polarized by extremes, of love and hatred,
fearsome loathing, rapture's wherewithalls
squalling like an ocean tempted o so mutherly
tempestuosities' central calms
the eyes of one moving them circuitously.
wreaking havoc on shores of innocence,
the serenity of the motionlessnests
raging from waves to a landbound
sputtering's, making of all its path
debris unbeknownst the glee
of the treacherous silence
that blinded eye
which never knows what
it has yet, backed
to sea's.
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