swaying left and right,

left and right

left and right.

i am abed, stomach

shifting and churning.

against white sides they

beat and shift

making sleep fitful and


dreams ugly, vivid, and


until i remember

who owns the waters.


suddenly sheets are

swaddling clothes, bed is

bassinet, and waves naught but

mother’s arms, mother’s song.

i am soon

fast asleep.


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