my being
My Namibian heart
my spirit landed
on the
shore
Stopped-been there- on
the continental shore
Flat dry sand to the East
as far as eyes can see
But near the oceans crease
with thy most mellow serene
expanse
There is my wet flat
heart as a Medieval Glyph
Flat Byzantine Icon flat
Flat wet flat wet
The ice machine
The submerged ice machine
has stopped
stopped working, as strong as
in the past
Now the remains is a wet pool
of sandy goo
It stick my toes in to
feel the goo
Flat wet flat as flat wet
desert shore
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