Near somewhere

Shell Form

Nearer to the waves
passing on rock foils
listening to the languages
of the other world
patiently stimulating my senses
the air that buds near my ear
near my eyes
swallows me in salt water
aquamarine and sand
jostling and dancing

 caving and bursting
my mind is a dweller
on the foam
of the dessert called ocean. —

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