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you ask for a leather couch & a death mask
you ask for fossil and my arteries are #lled with stents
I lift sternum to sail & tedious chores #nish — us, the waves crafting glass becoming frown
My wife & I are sailing & I feel like an imp. It's my own decision whether I go It's time to sail & it is all but time to fall. Time to sail the world over again.
It's time to sail my sailboat & be like a sailboat. I make
for the past week we've been traveling. On my way to not saying anything at all.
