we travelled


across oceans and into the stars

the world wrapped itself around us

and asked if it was real

sand struck our eyes and

space collided like a cosmic

firework ricocheting off the

thoughts that we created

are these new sounds

or echoes from the same ground?

we compromise like picture to frame

season to rain, reason to pain

fighting to feed the questions

of a hungry soul

-is this the chequered palm of leafs

beyond a sunset sea?

-are these its golden chains

casting net into

the sky before me?




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