The Waves

They were evenly matched
screaming at each other
in their own certain way.

One with eyes closed
mouth open.
The crashing front of a wave coming down
unstoppable
unfathomable
indefatigable.
(So claimed.)

The other with eyes open
mouth closed
holding their stance.
A brick wall
a shield
pushing back against the storm
watching the wave break
splitting apart in front of their eyes.

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