Ride

I’d lost track of the many times

the hoarseness clogged my throat; 

at the moments my chest ached from being battered..

Over and over again…


I’d lost count of the eons of whys that escaped my lips

to the ears of my Creator.

So i dance to the music of this state…

riding it out till the waves wash over me…

till i am reborn again 

in the morning

(A.k 16)

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