Empire

Wind coming off the lake threw sand in our faces
diverting our attention from the coming waves to the
changed dunes.

This space is nothing much
a hollow reminder of the vanity of a summer sun
but there are no unrolled towels here
no lounging bodies spread out against the day.

And the cold
of the night tugs at us
and we retreat before any real exploration
before all of the lights
go out.

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