live.

we are here
to laugh
at the odds
and  live our lives 
so well that
death
will tremble
to take us

Charles Bukowski

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Ocean Dreams

"I need to breathe the sea." I said.
He said "That sounds a lot like drowning".

And I laughed because, it is.
It's like drowning backwards. 

When miles of land become a prison. Enclosing. Suffocating. Torture. 

When you can't breathe without the taste of salt and water in your lungs; the wild ocean winds controlling your hair. When it's gotten into your bloodstream - the rise and fall of the tides an addiction you cannot shake. 

"Almost," I said . 

S. 

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Joy -

“It was her habit to build up laughter
out of inadequate materials.”

John Steinbeck 

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