Scan the Sea
We scan the sea for ideas we once believed, ideas discarded in
our youth. And the ideas won't resurface when, years later, we
come howling with broken hearts in hand. 
Sky Ride
quivering heart quivering bones red jacket open pockets, open breasts shirtless, frothless, toothless, painless quivering art, quivering moans black leather jacket, zipped to the neck sheep wool capes, dangling earrings dangling, dangling, down your back fully loaded daring cut outs dancing wings sequined jewels, kimono booze drink me up, relief that lasts, naturally soothing, burning loaded meats, pink filled teats, new york groove sunrise mood tingling lips ringling curls, mouth, lips nose blossoms, lilacs orchids, a rose petals peeling pearling pride, perched aloft the skyward ride.
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