the stars, the sea, and sleep.

Saturday, September 4, 2010


The ocean spills through my open window.
I could taste the salt on the corners of my lips.
Remember the fear of investment
Remember the crescent before the crash,
The water rolls back and pulls in some sand
And covers my feet as I sink where I stand.
Steady this time, with the water's regression
Don't forget the silhouettes of a deeper impression.

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