tossed hither in surf
all I have known
eaten away
now just a pretty shell
washed up
on the beach
my precious meat
dined upon by time
and discouragement
a decoration
for your sandcastle
with nothing true to say
thought I had
so many things to relay
my ideas were going to
light the way
now I swim in darkness
words break like waves
on dikes of dithering indifference
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