Sharks in Shallow Water

When does the sand stop the shark?

When will I understand the
simplest song?

Why do the heavy heaves
of my (core of a nut
in the pit of this) heart
respond to piano?

Do I always fantasize
about lost romance
played to music?

Helen Jane Long
isn't making the air beautiful tonight
just for me

But, thankfully for me tonight,
she helped me reignite
my own self-beauty, and sight
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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