On Twilight Island
Blue clouds drift thickly
Over a sky of purple custard
The sea a glistening green jelly
Slow laps the beach of shiny marbles
Distant tiny thimble ships
With spiderweb sails
A rainbow of fishscales
All the iridescent towels
And papier-mâché seagulls
Sandcastle people pose
For their polaroid photos
As the sun drops mechanically
Little by clunking little
Into the rising horizon
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