The ocean grows in abstraction,
sound-enhanced images scattering
the expanse, swelling whatever
affirmation
finds me.
Sound-enhanced images heightening
sound-enhanced waves dryly rolling
beyond me,
toward the learned receptors of appreciation
singeing, stalling the inflation of day.
It is the negation of day
that sounds each wave
toward the imagined me,
wires of sound
behind, in front,
trapping the
entangling
of intangible waves that
glide, shimmer,
replay.
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