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Sea funnels tidal
over breakwater
moss green like
undulating hillside
No beach, just slab
of sand shingle bitter
sweet hugging cliff
in effort to exist.
Horizon spreads out a
blanket of movement
sends waves of nausea
sleep I could sleep
in this deep rotting grace
let fishes nibble my feet
simply slip away, hair
tangled weave water
my last true lover.