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Tsunami Skulls
a poem by Rönnog
Seaberg
| Most of us didn't even know the word |
| before we died. |
| Most of us looked alike before and after death |
| Brown tourists surfing past the boards, |
| the boarders, the boats and fish |
| resting their bony bodies for a long time |
| ash in the sea. |
| We were the fisherman, wives, |
| nets, goats and pigs |
| looking so much alike now. |
| We were mud and trees |
| losing our trunks and fronds. |
| We were touching the surface of existence |
| for an instant. |
| Nature is no mother. |
| Mothers were we. |
| Before the skulls broke loose |
| we went to open sea. |
© Rönnog Seaberg 01.10.2005
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