
I’m full up, kids
To the edge
The salty brimmings
Move like a swimming pool on a cruise ship in heavy seas
You don’t see the source of the motion
Only the effect, which is the only thing that matters
Boats rock. Lives rock. Rain falls. Tears fall. The pool fills.
It sways to the edge and falls back
It undulates so gentle and easy
No way it could over spill
Every day it rolls, edge to edge
Rolls all night and rolls in the sun
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