Into A New Land

My pen is still
the magic dry
a land of blue and yellow
has opened to me
i rest under the sun
along the shore,
in the water looking down
at visions below
a world soft and floating
hiding from the truth
under rocks
where spiny things live
and suck, and move, and grow.
So,
I float
above
unable to reach
into that land

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