I imagine myself sitting on a sandy beach
somewhere in the dark recesses of the mind
looking out over the endless water at the sun
setting just above the horizon as the day
finally comes to a crashing end... a small
wooden fence off to my left offers little
protection but keeps the sand in place...
sea oats gather sand too but are mainly
for erosion and are legally protected...
I imagine myself sitting on the front porch
of this fictitious dream following dolphins
with my eyes as they swim up the coastline;
I imagine myself cooking salmon out in the
open on top of a pit that had been dug deep
down to avoid the blowback of wind...
I can imagine whatever I want as it is my
my mind and my thoughts and this seems
to me to be the most idyllic place of all.
September 21, 2023
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