Swim meet
8/25/2020 09:06 PM
Living that dream
So much so that I do not easily wake
My mind blanketed across time
To each their own to take

A restless soul has a turn
With skin that dries and peels
Under late summer we burn
While the messages go unread
For there's much of the sea to see
Much more to read at the horizon

Foiled by lunacy in the waves
Sharpened teeth graze the refugee
The depths come to life as feet dangle
Awakened like newly carved islands
Barefoot before the first frost
Not looking to be found
Oh great pains to stay mindfully lost
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