A shape in the darkness
Follow it with my gaze
A laugh
Smiles. Back.
Bewildered at the same line of vision
A tear.
Wets upon my shoulder
Frustrated. Helplessness
Seeing reaching and restraint tossed in the breeze
A dream
Good one, who can say?
Built in castles of sand
Washed away by tides
Brought back by a memory
Jefferson’s DOGE (that was then, this is now)
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