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 aΒ deep sea beast
choir of the fallen army

WhoΒ will win?

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

 

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