Displacement

(c) Sascha Darlington

Displacement

I should be fine
drive a car south
find the ocean
slip my feet in sand
see dolphins rise in blue
hear the gulls laugh
feel the breeze stir
but there’s empty
beside me where you walked
so softly, your breath joy
your eyes softness
my arms hug air
where you were

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