Built Upon the Sand

I watched him

as he worked for hours

sculpting and constructing

a castle of sand.

Intricate and whole.

When he was done the tide washed it

away.

That is when I realized that all we

work to build

everything sculpted beautiful and

profound,

can be destroyed in a vicious

second.

Washed up

or

washed out.

does it even matter?

And I really don’t know how to feel

about that right now. 

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