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Unwashed Sand Scripture #23

(as transcribed from original ancient Muidic mud verses as received through tidal meditations, as some words are either untranslatable or can only be recorded in the sand, some rendering freedoms had to be taken)

 

MY FEET

MY ARMS

AND MY #SEAGULL PRINTS#

 

WE ARE ABOVE

THE WET VEIL

IN OUR REFLECTIONS RIPPLE OUR FOREFATHERS, THEIR FOREFATHERS AND THE FIRST MEUK

 

WE WALK AND OUR MOIST PRINTS FADE WETLY

WHEN OUR FEET SINK UNDER THE GLISTENING FILM

THE #DECAYING SEAWEED# GROWS BETWEEN

 

OUR TOES

 

BUT OUR SHOAL FOREVER PREVAILS

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Written by
tudd-van-gorgelzweten
Belgian
Published
Apr 6, 2012
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As transcribed from original ancient Muidic mud verses as received through tidal meditations, as some words are either untranslatable or can only be recorded with a stick in the sand, some artistic liberty had to be applied.

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