There’s a lifelong montage
with almost no audio
just your own breath and footsteps.
Your ride is not exquisite when
you’ve blinked and you’ve missed it.
And strangers won’t tell you you’re fascinating,
your ego cogs need more calibrating.
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And it helps if you’ve had
a few daydreams maybe
enough to sever tethers
that tie you to this Earth.
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It’s the meeting of
sea green green of the sea
and the green gray sky above the marina.
It’s the reach for the stars
with your feet in the waves.
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The skin of my feet
the seed of a pearl
keeping my head above the rolling fogs
of drunkenness, lust and greed.
My light may shine but I’ll never be freed.
Seasinks
acraein 