a moon pendulum ticking the night down over the baltic sea - that's what i saw from my cabin window last week.
rock classics sipped from the tv, waves swayed the floor.
there's my nightly meditation just as obscure as i am now, mesmerizing sleeplessness.
bourders diffuse in the hour of blur.
a whirling wind
tearing all order apart
in order to rebuild order
hopefully.
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