she stands at the ocean's edge
the water backbends away
her mind pools with raw thoughts
that twist into old crevices
where they might remain
she stands at the water
the ocean's pulse does not penetrate
her attention
which stills in cool auras around her
her body's edge dissolves into the sand sea and sky
as her circulation and the waves
dubstep awkwardly
she will keep standing there at the ocean's side
they will find their common step
the sea and the woman will unite
in the moment that she turns and walks away
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