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The waves in the lake are eager
To bring the color of the sunset to my feet
But leave only rocks, take sand
And I start sinking

I am preparing myself to be unhappy again
With sand and water and broken zebra clams between my toes
With the red of the 8:30 sunset
Slipping through beneath the wall of purpleblue clouds

I step on a rope and it covers with sand
But it's connected to the break wall
And floats up again.
The rope will not sink.

There are geese and tattooed bodies
In the water
And sandcastles half torn down
Before the tide started going out on the beach.
There is a boyfriend in a girlfriend's lap,
High schoolers in jeans.
I hold my shoes while I stand in the water,
They are old, no one would take them, but I hold them just the same.
Two lonely sail boats sit a horizon apart.
One of them nears a dock, a light house,
And the other drifts away.

Description
The waves in the lake are eager
To bring the color of the sunset to my feet
But leave only rocks, take sand
And I start sinking

I am preparing myself to be unhappy again
With sand and water and broken zebra clams between my toes
With the red of the 8:30 sunset
Slipping through beneath the wall of purpleblue clouds

I step on a rope and it covers with sand
But it's connected to the break wall
And floats up again.
The rope will not sink.

There are geese and tattooed bodies
In the water
And sandcastles half torn down
Before the tide started going out on the beach.
There is a boyfriend in a girlfriend's lap,
High schoolers in jeans.
I hold my shoes while I stand in the water,
They are old, no one would take them, but I hold them just the same.
Two lonely sail boats sit a horizon apart.
One of them nears a dock, a light house,
And the other drifts away.