East River…

watched the East River…
waters flow and crash…
sat in solace…
alone with waves…

sounds behind me…
busses passing ‘cross town…
it is all noise…
washed away by songs of seagulls…

i long to let the waters take me…
far from junk…muck…mire…
gone till another life…
out to the ocean from where i came…

watched the East River…
waters flow and crash…
sat in solace…
alone with the waves…

and i do not want to grow old…
holding on to what…
tranquil moments…fleeting moments…
watching the East River…

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