Silence of the Seabirds 

Perhaps we were born into water
 
We skim bodies with our eyes
 
Close as a kiss to the glass heart
 
Of these protean seas
 
We have nothing. But, wings,
 
Bearing our weight, they wear out
 
So soon our dreams wither
 
Like dead leaves drowning in the waves
 
Disquieted by the silence of the seabirds

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