the night rolled in
all black silk, the dust
of diamonds;
i welcomed it
and i lay myself down
watching the waves
gallop towards me
on watery hooves
i became it all:
a helpful tug from the moon
a groove in a shell
or my hands as splayed palm fronds
i was everything
if only for a moment.
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love it. you got some good sense in that head
beauty too


