‘tis but a dream that has me now awakened,
stirring from slumber as sun scares the moon into transparency;
briefly, i saw myself for who i was, who i am no more.
i move myself from these filthy crumpled sheets
and eat the sandy breeze upon filling my eyes with ocean wide;
step onto the rock and peer to the sky –
let the gulls’ cries and the salty wind
erase my sense of solitude and put me as one
with the insects crawling between my toes.
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