sundays

time is tidal, tumbling

onward towards

sundays,

towards winter and darkness and everything I forget about

when summer is here

.

time is tidal

and both the calm and the crashes always take me by surprise

.

and I am young

and I am in your arms

and I am high above the waves

.

but no longer.

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