Like a flash flood in the desert,
I feel the oncoming rumble in my bones,
before the groundswell hits.
Engulfed, I struggle to breathe,
not knowing which way is up or down,
tumbling with the fierce tide pounding me.
An eternity, in a moment of white noise,
trying to ride the wave until it dissipates,
to be left bruised and bedraggled.
Stranded, on some random ground,
I crawl upright to start again,
the long walk back from grief.
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