two tides meet
clashing under the moonlight
someone, turn the stars off
for us, for everyone
for everything i've wanted
ever since we contacted
but that moment's gone now
buried beneath the surface
and now, the moonlight cant reach me
so i allow myself to sink
missing the current as it tides
concave, convex, complex
the stars slowly switch on again
and as they get brighter
they explode into shattered pieces
as i bend down on the shore to collect them
and look back at the sea
because ive missed the current again
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