Pale afternoon - suns reflecting.
Quiet shore - waves splutter.
It's the aftertime, the nowhere time.
Coolness of the hour,
Broken melancholy timetable.
The earth moves, the shore stands still.
The sea churns, the shore stands still.
Suns and Moons pass over the sky,
Yet still the shore stands still.
In these remembered aftertimes,
Where will I be
When the shore eventually decides,
To move away?
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AFTERTIME*** Pale afternoon - s - johnhopper | ello