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I have been attempting to render the experience of Monday into words. It's still not right, but as incomplete as it is, I need to see it posted to help me see where it's wrong.

We arrived here safe and sound last week. Please pardon the gaps between Arizona and Oregon. I'll fill them in as time allows.

Blinking now
pinching this salted husk
awake.

Breath of the ocean, rise,
that I may salute you
with laughter and tears
stand before you and tremble
as you soothe the form torn
by pain and memory
with your grey, fleshy
luminous darkness.

Linger fat there then
linger long
on the cusp of foam and mystery

waves roar.