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if you haven’t noticed love

tide is out

meaning we can find all our homes

all our not-quite-sentient selves

in the shadows of today

rocks befriended by furry green fingers

all their sons peppering my toes in the sand

in the orange-burnt chill of sunset

we are all philosophers

all the things I have ever wanted to do

I twist between my fingertips here

all my love & rage spent on you

in the east

mutiny or goosebumps

we would all run far to feel

and the rising tide crumbles my resolve…

all I want is to be here