Hovercraft
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Took a walk collecting beach sand
I kept it all in my shoes
Removed the skin no issues 


At the beach    
    near the pier       
        where the lights end
Reaching out    
    waves grab hold     
        burned off armpits
Chance 
    to 
        wet 
            thirst
                salt 
                    soaking 

Can't touch bottom, in 
                       too 
                           deep


No more sky
    just a circle of light 
Gray sands
    my own shadow's in flight 


After dawn      
    shoes are gone       
        lost collection of sand
Got some rays   
    talked to some rays, 
        said to me 

“
    You're not living quite right!
    You're not living right!
                                    ”



It took a few days,
            but I caught all the rays.
        I bottled them up 
    and took them with me to sell 
off!