"The Drowning"

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    "The Drowning"

    'The Drowning'

    Boiling ocean
    Thundering seas
    I ride the crest
    Then drop free fall
    Into the trough
    The mountain rises
    Looming above
    Walls of water
    Crashing on me
    I cannot breathe
    The pressure builds
    Darkness edging
    Into my eyes
    My mouth opens
    A silent scream
    Water fills it
    As the vortex
    Is pulling me
    Spinning around
    The edge of life
    Ever downward
    Fingers reaching
    But life is gone

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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