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I am so bland, parched

and dry; I sleep in

the sands where the

sea laps and strands

of death wrap the depths

of ocean in my mind.


{I asked}

the moon for tides

but waves keep

crashing near; I am

tired afraid aching sleeping


“leave me alone my darling…

i’m okay; I’m dying,”

and slowly silently blinding.

{those words]

i spake to the wave,

it slapped and lapped at me

waxing and eclipsing the whiteness

{i need to}

wear over my regrets nobody gets

except you


My Dearest, this upsidedown-thing

is not

{working in me}

i’m laughing while not laughing [so right]


and I can’t stop.


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