Ersatz Beach

All the wild flowers of greener pastures
could not soothe this ache
of feeling a part of me die inside
Joyous I am not for I am deserted

I wish I could leave footsteps in the sand
and watch them wash away in the evening light

All the poisons of sweet wild honey
could not inhibit this hurt
I want my soul to burn in the surf
so I can be reborn as someone new

I wish I could leave footsteps in the sand
and watch them dissolve in the neglect of Mother Nature

The End

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