dennyho

Beached

foamy waters rush toward me then back away
the intensity fluctuates as does my shadow.
tiny granules pile up against the shelled shoreline
supporting the edge upon which i sit.
watching this continuous cycle pour itself
upon itself without ever depositing the same
contents twice,
i am
captivated.
mesmerized.
beached.

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