Seeing the Sky

I use to float on the water until
I blended in with the sky. The
water muffled the sounds of my
children playing nearby.

At night, I wrapped myself in a
blanket and watched the stars,
planes going through the night.

I imagined one day l would lay on the deck
dying
looking at the sky until we merged.


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