undertow of mind
the ocean heaves, undulates gurgles, gushes, groansit murmurs, it sighsit dies and repeats its symphonyto itself again and again until forever on its own accord and in response onlyto the reality of things and never to you because you don't move you barely movein hope of not causing a scene with some sort of impact like the meteor that killed the ancient world that's how dangerous your moveme...