shore
the sky is full of clouds
overlaying the blue.
the white stripes of seagulls
dart in and out
of view.
she looks up and points
and says
tell me what you think that cloud
looks like.
what's it look like to you.
i look up and stare at it for
a moment or two and say,
despair.
she looks at me and says, what
about that one, that one
over there.
love, i tell her. that looks like
love.
go left then, she says, let's
drive over there.
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