I walked between sand and sea.
I heard waves pound the sand,
felt the world crumbling, crumbling, gone
and I walked on what world was left.
I walked among humanity, young and old
breathing the sea and the shaky world
on which I made my home. My only companion
was an empty, thorn-brazen conch.
I contemplated its weathered edges,
Old, beautiful, and wise.
It whispered how it used to be a home.
The waves crashed over my feet, into this mystery.
The shell breathed "ripped away,"
Sand collapsed through my toes---
The world gone. First the mollusk, then the hermit crab,
then the ragged hermit pacing the waves...















Comments
I did like both, however.
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