i deeply miss that australian beach
screaming belly up
crashing into the pulse of the earth
my body pulling thru the veins
that feed
crying hard and gargling that freezing tide
until it tosses me back up
slapping my salted back with spray and mindfulness.
i miss that beach like i miss God sometimes.
Sept 3, 2006
under the pulse
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