Reconciling the Internal and External

I'm going to go up to Baffin Island,
Stand on the rocky shore and watch
The cold, gray ocean's ceaseless waves.
I no longer know how to have a good
Time. I've run out of things that I
Think I should do. Even here, where
It's spring and the red buds are
Blooming, I feel how I've hollowed.
I may as well visit a place that is
Lifeless, and stand and stare
At the waves.



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2016-04-15 at 17:02

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