A castle made of sand


castles on uneven ground are good for nothing

I made my sand castle on uneven ground and

before I could say hello, I said goodbye

Beautiful in color, seemingly sound in implication

I fill my buckets of sand and sea water

when I kick over what fails to stand on its own

I ruin my own perfection

tearing down what isn’t good to me

I fill my body with poison

beautiful in features, seemingly sound

before I could say hello, I said goodbye

Without a solid foundation, my castle no longer sits

She is dancing along grains of sand in-between the waves.


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