12 Mile Beach Sunset

12 mile beach sunset

On the day of my birth

I sat on the inland sea

and watched the whelming waves

and the setting sun

from atop a shelf of rock

having not the first clue

what would come in the weeks after.

Time is funny like that.

Masquerade at midnight,

it is the mask and the unmasked,

anticipation and happening,

truth and occult.

Here’s a wave to those who’ve traveled through time with me,

and those who still do.


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