OCEAN WORDS & MUSIC:   Earl P. Reinhalter I. the ocean is breathing. her stomach is rising and falling and rising. the water is dreaming of moo cows in summer, of moo cows in summer. II. the wind blows around her. she's tossing and turning and tossing and turning. her breathing is faster from slaughterhouse visions of slaughterhouse visions. III. smooth as a window, silent and still as a star in the sky, a haven for tall ships: nothing is threatened, but nothing is moving. © Copyright 1985 Earl P. Reinhalter.   All Rights Reserved.