After Midnight

A willingness to unwind, to find
cold sand beneath; waves come and go,
bequeath relief, soothe and flow

and temper restless minds.
Grains sieve through open fingers
as constraints dare not linger

a moment longer. Time trickles
as mouths mesh, fingertips find flesh
no longer fickle, exigencies fresh.

Tiny droplet fallen from reality’s
choking necklace clasped to breast;
August’s sunrise gift – respite’s caress.


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