everynight

every night the light

still plays

on the water

cities wait

to crumble

back to the sea

as the river

becomes the ocean.

Reviews

[.]

. whoa ! ... you said it ... and then sir hart said it ... and i just want to say ... that i feel like a crumbling city to me ... i feel like debris ... oh, i feel so buried in the sea ... windows don't matter ... what's inside is what's outside ... and everything and everyone's at sea ... that's why most things don't make sense ...

[Nothing Personal]

who hoo...You are really so damn good Paul. cities wait to crumble back to the sea and river becomes the ocean..Has a feel of reversal..to it..Like time going the opposite way. Its mystic

[Robin]

where the sea rubs in its salt ...

[em]

- just the thought - of cities crumbling back to the sea - this feeling of drowning - in something way too overpowering - for one to even be a matched opponent - is stifling - and suddenly - the struggle is a comfort!! -

[OT]

ahh and we all embrace our watered existence? a very reflective piece as always! :)

[Lilly Negoi]

mm, water becoming the ultimate element? :)

[Ed Hart]

yes, and we can't get out of the river...f*****g thing