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from a tongue of marine and murder

There are things which have been lost to the sea.

My heart, sunglasses and one single breath.

You are like the shoreline.

You

are

like me, sometimes.

I remember the first time we met, you looked deep into my eyes, as if searching for something. Trying to get lost.

For a moment, you were.

You were; a moment.

Change, is certain and necessary and I can’t remember when things ever stayed the same way for too long, so don’t fool yourself that I care; enough.

It is enough.

You’ve been gone; for (ever) now and it feels endless, like the view from where I’m sitting, watching the tide roll in, roll out.

Every lapping at the fringe, from a tongue of marine and murder, fools me into believing.

My heart is sleeping.

The places you want me to visit again have changed.

I will lose you there.

© ryan

from a tongue of marine and murder

PJ Ryan

Melbourne, Australia

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