December 11, 2007


Imitation of Srikath Reddy’s “Everything”


She was swimming in the high tides
Through the husky moon-lit ocean crests

When he moved away.
He found an old dollar wedged between the leather seats

On the day her breathes dragged on
With her father. Then he finally chose to travel

And she decided to roam to her oasis
Made of water and sand. They dealt no goodbyes.

So they never really knew each other at all.
So she swam back to shore.

& he spent the dollar at a rest stop in Ohio.

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