Whimsy

The waves tossed us violently
rolling in a synchronous madness
that begged definition
while running from it.
Our own fate tied
to this whimsy
felt suddenly smaller
than it ever had
as though held within
the cupped hands of giants
observed as something
more akin to entertainment.

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