Hermit crabs and cowry shells
Crush beneath his feet as he comes towards you
He s waving at you
Lift him up to see what you can see
He begins his focusing
He s aiming at you
And now he has cutaways from memories
And close ups of anything that
He has seen or even dreamed
And now he s finished focusing
He s imagining lightning
Striking sea sickness
Away from here
Look who s laughing now that you ve wasted
How many years and you ve barely even tasted
Anything remotely close to
Everything you ve boasted about
Look who s crying now
Driftwood floats, after years of erosion
Incoming tide touches roots to expose them,
Quicksand steals my shoe,
Clouds bring the f stop blues
Look who s laughing now that you ve wasted
How many years and you ve barely even tasted
Anything remotely close to
Everything you ve boasted about
Look who s crying now
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