The Swaying of Permanence by Randy Haddock published on 2014/07/23 19:04:57 +0000 Fire, fire underneath the deck. Run fast. Water, water boards the sinking ship. Swim out into the end. I'll stay by your side looking for the tide that brings us back, or a flare to lead the night. Waiting for a sound louder than the howling of an ever-slowing heart, grabbing waves that hug the light. The wreck, hiding in plain sight, laid to rest, with a crashing fist of surge and regret, the undetermined emptiness of fate, leaving cracks that trap the way in its feebleness. We’re cradled by the swaying of permanence, by the comfort of known hands and dry land where you amaze me with those eyes you awash me in the sand that swallows me whole in its feebleness.