Everyone seemed to know how
to dance along the surface
with grace and decorum.
I move now through water
leaving a minimal wake
to mark my passage.
The water gliders slide by
unimpeded; I’m not enough
to disturb the tensile strength
of their static universe.
What music I hear resonates
a dissonance in distant
storm surges far from shore,
where I am without consequence.
(June 1, 2018)
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