Unevenness is one marker of tides,
the other is contumacy of their craft.
The ocean slithers from side to side.
Whenever it badgers me, it frames
another stitch on the shore of my burn.
Attitudinizing is an offshoot of fear.
Ferocity with which your flashback returns
makes me mull: why do we thrive in thought?
One can't be emotional about fiscal interests:
mislaid concerns incite cricks and confusion.
Inditing is an art form.
Talking about it tapers its impact.
Let the reader inhale its intensity.
Chinfests suit cinema.
They need the numbers.