Temporal

Under temporal skies

Candor is under-stressed

Limes floating in the ocean

Tell the story.

          Soaked in waves

          The acid washes away..

          Foam materializes into fizzle

          Before dissolving

          Over layers

          Of placid blue...



And what is more honest

Than salt cackling

Under the burn of the sun?

          The Exposer.

          The proposer

          Of sincerity,

          Watching

          What glistens

          And what erodes.



Still I remain

Sitting at the shore.

Toes buried between grains

That soon will wash away.

          Skipping rocks

          Embracing the random bounce.

          Blind to where

          I will ripple tomorrow.



          Sucking on hard sugar candy

          To savor the sweet

          Before it all

          Loses its flavor.

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