Together – and apart – we stand, over the bay,
Just two figures
At the edge of the day.
As it collapses around us–
The lighting is sharp, piercing the bay,
And yet drowned out
By the distance away
Between us–
Becoming a show, lighting the bay,
Clapping in rhythm.
The lighting decays.
Until only now and then–
Together – we fall, becoming the bay.
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