End To Logic

He was standing on the beach
His toes dug into the warm sand, white and bleached,
The sirens were calling him again,
Or were their voices just inside his head, his brain,
Slowly he started to walk towards the sea,
A few steps and the water was up to his knee,
A few more steps, and it was shoulder high,
Not a sound, not even a sigh,
Another step or two, and then stillness,
Even the birds silent went and the waves regressed
Gone for good, as if never was,
End to logic; why? Nobody knows

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