again i look for the way
the righteous mission
the righteous mission
the secure channel of the mind
~
i saw it once before
in the silver mist
of streetlights
& the warm hum of the cars
hermetic
incognito
driven
~
& the playful laughter
of the brackish surf
washes up as we all wash up
ink blotting
on the pebbles
of the night
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