Sun day

Sea soaks sun seekers

spread inert across a swept sand.


Day debris of sun hats and gritty

sandwiches: hair lifts slapping


on onshore breeze, sky infinity

of blue unformed moments


connecting consciousness

of choice.


Way over there dolphin play

access to the infinite


down deeper mermen sleep

calling out to me


calling out to me.

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