A Memory 6. You Were an Ocean.

what do you see? you ask. whisper. i am halfwake and halfway in the ocean. gurgled seafoams.
tell me what you see. what is keeping you awake.
i see light. the rest is dark. you are wrapped in lines.
venetian blinds make like clouds and hide us from the neighbors.
i hope by morning i can spit up the sand in my mouth and tell you you are beautiful.
photo from some time ago.

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