Enfin

The ocean is clear soup out here
beyond their longest lines
and you have too much time to think
you're running out of time.

There's so much electricity
been firing up the night:
step back to view the painting just
as they turn off the light.

The tide will draw you just enough
to guide you out of sight.


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