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The Mediterranean SeaHe wakes in the womb
and swears he can hear
rivers in his veins
overflowing with her ankles
and the revelation of dawn.
He is weary of hearing the voices
of those who have left him.
And he cannot stand the sound
of footsteps now
as he searches for another body
of water to make him an ocean.
Something to keep his rivers
from drowning him
the way he drowns liquor bottles
and her ghost
in the back of his throat
rubbed raw with the words
he says to himself,
and sometimes to her in the hours
where he can deny their existence
when morning accuses him
of being a resentful man
though he is simply trying
to stop carrying all the stones
she placed in his bloody, drifting waters.
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