A battle of rain and sea

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I live in the clouds.

It’s hard to imagine being
battered by unceasing waves, rocks –
pounding,
crashing.

Hard to imagine the sting of salt
and porous stone
when fingertips are tickled by cotton candy.
But clouds will fall
as rain
drops splattering down

‘tshhhhhhh’

Hiss of a deep sea beast
choir of the fallen army

Who will win?

Or do they know
they are – they will be – as one?

 

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