From the shore, I watched a wave roll
out from under a boat.
It tilted as it dropped trough-ward -
and bile rose in my throat.
And when she hit the rock bottom,
I felt my jaw's tight clench
At the same time, a flutter from
my kidneys in mid-flinch.
By the time that craft had flooded,
I had no condolence left.
I dumbly watched the waving hands,
of feeling, now bereft.
