Once inside you rest and wait
and know what all the oceans know
The secret
of rythm and wave
movement without motion
Water holds thought of you
and your fingertips
drum drum drum
in the raindrops near the
windowsill of the house off
the coast of Spain
where I live
where you live
The silence is loud and makes you
creep around to save it
from hearing you at all
motion without movement
you rest
and wait
drum drum drum
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