Poem re-mix
Stumbling onto this edge between sand and
water.
Roaring. Constant. Ebbing.
So much can be hidden under water
no bridges
No one gets to cross over
Stumbling onto this edge between
beauty, and
and and peace.
I exhale
yellow heart shaped leaves decomposing in the mud
Stumbling between
Patrolling the water from the air
For sharks...waste... people....
For sharks...waste... people....
Stumbling
People are risking their lives to save their
lives.
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