by Janis La Couvée
Rage-induced storms, wicked and wildlike the wind that whips and whirls up Discovery Passagemounts standing waves off Cape Mudgewhere waters flowing north and south meet.And yet, next day, the sea is napped velvet,calm and clear, unruffled, smooth.You awake, the sun shines and all is forgotten.What can I do? If anything, learn patience, forget the dark nightlying in bed plotting your demise. Brain injury is a cruel and pernicious master
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