You are alive.
You are alive and
the sun rises,
the surf swells and
the hot sand burns
your feet until you can
stand no longer.
Go on standing go
on standing there is
nowhere else to go
but to stand with burnt
feet and salt on your
lips that you had
no choice in.
You are alive and
so tired that you
could almost die
and be done
with it but the
red light changes to
another number,
the alarms sounds
and suddenly its time
to be on.
Be on now, move through
and make no decisions
just move but you're
tired. You're tired
and you're alive
and there is nothing
you can do about it.
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