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Written watching a young, nude Helen Mirrien play in the ocean

Chase the sunshine
Can't catch up to the world
In the daytime the wine of breeze detained
Seasonal gains

Springtime
We engage in this game
And the length of my hair is summer time
And the clothes that she wears are not mine
And when I think I'm in need of another kind
I just want to stop the play and press rewind

Trying to catch the sun again
What do you make of that?
Playing chicken with a loaded gun
Can't take it back
Fire dancers
Tiger stripes down my spine
She's feral
Doesn't say as much
May think I'm wasting my time

March on

Six paces
And
Shoot