SCENE FROM AN ALTERNATE LIFE – IV

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when the shore disappeared, from distance/from dark, I still rowed, determined
to give you what you needed, slow playing your addiction to dizzying heights
until we were overboard in our own ways, struggling for breath

my arms grew tired in search for the bottom of the sea
still I went on dreaming of escape hatches bolted to the sandy Atlantic floor
on the other side, the earth’s molten core to keep me warm

where once was the sun outside our bedroom window
where I once was, a memory turned to silt
made cloudy by hypoxia

This is a serial work in progress, all of what exists can be read here.

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Ben

Ben LeRoy is spirit trapped in the 21st century on Earth. Someday he will be somewhere else. Until then, he's glad to know you're out there, too. And later elsewhere he will be glad to know you're out there, too.

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Ben

Ben LeRoy is spirit trapped in the 21st century on Earth. Someday he will be somewhere else. Until then, he's glad to know you're out there, too. And later elsewhere he will be glad to know you're out there, too.