Fresh


Early 

morning dew

blowing off 

the

ocean,

sticking

to the 

skin 

laying

bare,

grains of

sand 

between clings

& creases,

weaken

from a

phony fantasy

illusion.

Heat-flaring 

sunbeams

arises 

reality-faced

on midnight,

on dimensions

afloat 

the waves.

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