Sea Change
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Mark Heathcote
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As he gazed back at her scornful
Some flotsam and jetsam pearl grit
She thought that the sea was immortal
A far-off wave he upon it.
She thought for a moment he'd swim
The entire breadth of the ocean
But I guess it was just a whim
Some manifested emotion.
But seas change direction; don't they
So she swam an inlet outshore
And his hard coastline wasn't ofay
Nothing is black or white anymore.
And that's how she, drown they all say.
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