Lay yourself softly down,

Ready yourself to surf,

The shockwave of a shuddering scream internal,

Eternal, infernal, primeval,

Thundering through years immemorial.


Though it shake your bones,

And rattle your soul,

Though it batter your brain.  Stay,

On board.  Don’t,

Let it break over you.


Be not afraid,

Until it dumps you,

Soaking and spent upon,

Contentment’s deserted shore,

And sleep brings comforting oblivion once more.


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