it tasted like sand and gunpowder
i felt sick as the residue came alive
the fresh air was the only escape
the breeze was like ice sliding across the surface of a lake
the sun was getting heavier
and hotter
as the elements
slipped together
and fused
the shadows
were expanding and contracting
swirling
and crackling
I watched the beach
each individual grain of sand
shifted
I watched the floor
peel backwards
and fall apart
Each breath was a dream
It was time to accept myself
there was nothing to be afraid of
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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I've been meaning to comment on this. The floor peeling backwards was great. I am always happy to see something new by you. Hope you are well.
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hahahaha. have fun, eh?
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