3446. SEASCAPE

SEASCAPE

There is glass in the water splashing the shore;

glinting off light and reflecting much more. The

entire world seems like a diamond magic mirror.

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I try to stand up. The sand tries nestling me in

place, sinking me and grabbing me back. Even

the toes grimace at this obstinate opportunity

of another's control. All measure of mortals

would know. We live amidst this petty surf.

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Can I interest you in my own new, constabulatory

control? Over there, in that car lot, the blue one

standing off is mine : extremely functional,

multi-port, well-cam'd engine, just ready

to drone on with horsepower and verve.

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Let us go then, you and I : so many perils

call us, so many distant stars for us, each

one evoking voyage and travel and space.

There is glass in the water splashing the shore
(glinting off light and reflecting much more).