This is paradise inside gnashing fangs

A beast’s open mouth gnawing

on lives and windows and a hilltop

not quite high enough to reach over the cresting wave

Bury this ghost town beneath neon omens

false beacons with a promise to the weary

that there is something living behind the glass

atop a remnant of beauty of fire

of a hand sifting through sand

to find what treasure lies forgotten

beside a river close to overflowing

Who has changed your life?

Photo by Rueben McChristian on Unsplash

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