I drew three lines in sand,
blinking sun from my eyes
with two hands more comfortable
in pockets
and left them there to swim
where high-tide nor heaven
could get them
Morning came, it caught me sleeping
caught me lost, yes, caught me dreaming
then it was up and out and down
down through hooks
and time,
sinkers,
broken strings and lines
until I forgot about that sand and
boarded [...]
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The Vertigo Waltz
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