constructed from a beer can.
you take a breath
and place it in the ocean.
it doesn't sink.
it follows you along the shore
and you have dominion
over the wind,
over the water's edge,
over this construct
that doesn't seem to end.
you look away
towards the surface of the land
and everything it contains shimmers.
the sound you hear
is just a lullaby
from an empty belly.
you fall asleep.
you wake up.
the ocean is still there,
but all that is left is the rope
from a life preserver
that isn't there.
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