ghost crabs

we crouch in the october sand to watch
as the ghost crabs operate their graveyards.
burry wedding rings & sea glass & teeth.
a shipwreck happens every seven seconds.
we close our eyes & pretend it is not happenings.
it is not a year at all. we all are still walnuts.
the ocean spits another mermaid on shore.
she has daggers for teeth & wild blackberry eyes.
the ghost crabs come to trim her hair. they say,
"you will never fall in love like this." 
i will never fall in love like this, waiting.
waiting for a whale to fall from the sky. 

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