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Tonight
let the crickets do all the work
They can make
sufficient noise for us both
Give into these chirping things
enough to cease your voices
echoing in-between my ears,
like
I am sailing on a dark,
terrible sea and you are
the absence of the foghorn
leaving me bumping into and
out of things all over this harbor
For I fear I may run aground,
rest now, for there are people
back on land that care for me.
Rest! as I, too, am weary
So let the crickets do the work
I wille sleep now a while
and in the morning,
I beg you,
leave the chirping to the birds!
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Different. Quirky, a bit weird.. but I like. As far as I can tell-- it flows nicely and the thought is complete.
Rewrite (thanks, Erinn) ----------------------- Tonight let the crickets do all the work They can make sufficient noise for us both Give into these chirping things enough to cease two voices echoing in between my ears Like sailing seas dark and terrible, you are the absence of the foghorn leaving me bumping into and out of things all over this harbor-- before you run me aground, Rest! as I, too, am weary Let the crickets do the work I will sleep now a while and in the morning, I beg you, leave the chirping to the birds
Not much of a change, just enough to clean it up a bit methinks.
I liked the earlier version.. kinda had an old style to it, Romantic/Enlightenment era like with the exclamation marks.
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