03 January 2021

No thrill

No walk in the waves
No cool night air
No thrill of anticipation
Of a new message there

My legs itchy and swollen
I’m hot and I’m tired
My head gently falls
Then awakes again wired

Sitting in the night 
Wind whispering near 
Waves rumbling in 
Breathing nighttime air


[20 January 20]

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