Poetry: Unswallowed

the dream (again)
finds me at the water’s edge
watching the horizon
awaiting the wave

it swells and it crashes
and swallows me whole

morning, and
i reach for the surface
a dry, waking impulse

unswallowed
i am no longer whole

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