In the Face of the Apocalypse – A Poem

in the face of the apocalypse

sea wall
waves
break
impregnable mist
floods the
shore
line
holding hands
in the face of the apocalypse
brothers scream
and
laugh
on the walk
way
at the rail
rusting
seals
rest
in the yawning
sun
draping over
the
cove

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