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Only the Seagulls
ONLY THE SEAGULLS Only the seagulls knew that you had left me - I screamed to them against the hurling wind And the fury of the oncoming breakers - And they burst uncontrollably into a clamorous cacophony, Shrieking their sadness, unmeasured, illimited, Rising from the sea in a huge wheeling cloud of feathered whiteness, Screeching, disemboweling their sorrow, Lurching in frenzy this way then that, Resisting the wind dragging them inland from the beach, And fighting their way back to the sea's domain again, To plunge and wheel over the tormented foam. It was not as human grief, limited by decorum or witness; Their grief was animalistic and unfettered, Loud enough to echo from the caves and savage cliffs And shrill enough to pierce the deafest ears Which had not heard the eviscerating news that you had left me. For their cries went on and on in uncontrolled brutish persistence Terrible enough to reach the very gates of heaven, And my shredded soul drained itself of grief with each cry As the white whirlwind dissipated and subsided. In the end my heart slowly abandoned animal agony, And I welcomed its return to humanity with waves of uncontrollable tears, Shuddering, gushing and cleansing, A baptismal tide washing through my ripped soul In an effort to heal the loss, of which only the seagulls knew. ...............................................
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