a paradigm of sand
glitters in great heaps
discharged from the ocean
it builds new peaks
a pile as high as a pillow
looking soft and cool
burns and cuts
the feet and back
of tumbling fool
we emerge from a swirl
red grit choking
and coating our eyes
to the edge of a sea of sand
that stands infront of the actual
sea that we wish to enter and
trade the dust of misery
for a crust of impunity
glitters in great heaps
discharged from the ocean
it builds new peaks
a pile as high as a pillow
looking soft and cool
burns and cuts
the feet and back
of tumbling fool
we emerge from a swirl
red grit choking
and coating our eyes
to the edge of a sea of sand
that stands infront of the actual
sea that we wish to enter and
trade the dust of misery
for a crust of impunity
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