Next to the sea

November 13, 2011
Water sloshes gently
As I open the door
Without looking back
I step into the blue desert
Leaving behind my possessions
I have no love for them
The sea comes up to meet me
Taking away my breath
The water warm
A comfort on a cold morning
So very slowly do I fall asleep
Leaving my life next to the sea

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