my walk

on the pier

straight line

beginning to end

sometimes

able

to let

me

and my mind bend

stop stare

wonder 'bout

down there

up here

today's

sun

shattered

mirrors

by the thousands

floating upon

the sea

blinding me

of walls

tall n small

you erect

construct

rigid

but waves

keep on coming

clearly

better to be

among the fishes

and seaweed

tell myself

go out

as far

as you can

go

transform

reverse

curses

however

form you choose

to travel

let it

carry you

rejoice

and remember

that voice

wow

a ride of pure

joy

don't want to stop

why build walls

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