Still the Ocean 

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By Dana Janine Diamond 

I guess I will continue
having conversations with you
until I beguile
or wrest some kind
of answer
I’m no longer
capitalizing on your
magnanimity, though
oddly certain
of your omnipresence
it feels like beating
against a wall
or the dissonance
when a microphone suddenly
spikes in volume
as if that sound
is all one can hear
as the cacophony of cities
plays out
we’re down here
heartbroken
waiting for your call
of apology
to whisper healing
as angels sing with birds
and children wander
we can still
hold abalone seashells
remembering
listening is a delicate hope


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