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[drzre]

I dreamt the Atlantic
put on his best blue dress shirt
and traveled to meet
California in her red dress
one Saturday night.
He took her out to dinner,
but she judged him up and down
the entire time and couldn't wait
to get back to that boy
who shook her, beat her up
every night with bruises
all along her coast. So harsh,
that Pacific, but sometimes
you get used to feeling
like a shoreline,
re-shaped and disappearing.