it's always so easy to see
that she is never where she wants to be,
ive imagined pushing our bodies into sand,
making small fissures in the dark wet land
and the waves coming up to smooth it all out, perfectly again,
but it's just a dream, just a boy's little scheme,
because that's not where she wants to be
another land she's seen but one or twice
where
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