Saturday, February 12, 2011

Redondo

i went to the beach last night
got back at 5 am
i realized a few things
between midnight and the morning
the sea is different at night
i understanding the moaning of creation better now
i might even say absolutely
its waves crash to the sandy floor in a uniform layer
like the tired creak of an old house
powerful and annoyed
it was magic

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