Beach
footsteps through quicksand
thoughts a beach; the sea ideas
the tide locked out beyond the strand
as i watch the everchanging shore stagnate
my eyes catch glimpse of the tsunami of change.
i do not want to be buried under these waves of turmoil
but i sink lower, deeper into the tomb of the future.
inspiration comes at many costs.
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