Sunday, April 24, 2016

In the Sand

Cross cutting dunes
And feet
And flops
And drops
Ice and cubes
A spilled water
Or two
Recorded in the sand

A dropped tear in the sand

Leaving a lonely hole
Quickly gone
The feet
And flops
Having walked over
Any spilled water
Or teardrops
No longer even in the sand

That funny thing about sand

It hides your tears and fears and worry
No one can see you sweat
No one can track you fury
It's hidden in the sand




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