The Sea
A Tribute to Erik W. Ormseth
Erik W. Ormseth
Erik with myself and a friend circa 1988 A casual picture of Erik circa 1988 Erik on Prom Night (1989)
The Sea
A poem by Erik W. Ormseth

On the deserted shore I wait...
For the tide of depression, that I know will come...
A tide that rises above my head, threatening to drown me.
Eroding every fissure of my ego.

But then the tide recedes...
Each wave lapping at me, even as it leaves.

On the deserted shore I wait...
For the tide of depression, that I know will come...
As I slowly slip...
Toward the sea...
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