A Strange Eruption

A strange eruption
Born from where
No one knows
And no one goes

Bright and boiling
Hot as light
Never ending
Deep as night

Ever changing
Still the same
Known by few
Never named

A strange eruption
Shook the sky
And buried me
The me that died

The me that’s here
Alive and well
And writing you
Is like a swell

Or, more specific,
To be true
Is like an ocean
Deep and blue

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