beyond the marina boats.
Waterlight shines
in long drawn lines.
City starts glinting.
Everything lulled & lapping
Me, I'm an heirloom
a 14-sided hologram
a body of water.
World stops moving.
Everything lulled & lapping
Jesus resurrecting
Enemies bridging
Elvis singing
Beyond becoming.
I'm not roaming
the stretched-out seconds.
Soul has slowed hovering
over the thin place.
Day drags night over.
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