Going Vertical

Going Vertical

Calling from her
On a distant golden beach,
Marooned, watching
Into the return of me
Not forgetting all the
Good and bad I was watched in.

How could I ever forget?
One instinct always survived,
Making me shoot flares
Equivocally from angled horizons.

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