August 19, 2012
Liquid glass shatters under plastic prow,
Rippling into nothing.
Leaves glide slowly down.
The two wolves are silent.

Alone in the middle
All is peaceful, save
The gentle sound of tears dripping to the surface
As the paddles silently cry.

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