Knees wet below
chest above dry
watching waves (counting)
We turn like cowboys in the saddle
reignless but tethered we lie flat
looking right then left
stroke and stroke
which way will it break?
who has position?
I lean back and out
and watch shoulders and head on
a horizontal elevator bob slightly
below, above the line
the spray, the pirouette
And then back in the saddle
I turn and wait in
the slow falling, rising sea
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