Old Nassau
I walked the crowded streets
of Old Nassau,
thinking of you
lost in a sea of humanity
but all alone in my thoughts....
Paradise Island
its juxtaposition
of opulence and poverty,
of saphire blue sea -
violent, tumultuous and carefree
against the confined space and time
of Atlantis.
i let the hot sands run through my fingers.
like our memories,
you slipped away
grain by grain
until all that's left
are pieces of you
in my empty hand.
of what used to be.
-tt
bahamas
3.21.2009
of Old Nassau,
thinking of you
lost in a sea of humanity
but all alone in my thoughts....
Paradise Island
its juxtaposition
of opulence and poverty,
of saphire blue sea -
violent, tumultuous and carefree
against the confined space and time
of Atlantis.
i let the hot sands run through my fingers.
like our memories,
you slipped away
grain by grain
until all that's left
are pieces of you
in my empty hand.
of what used to be.
-tt
bahamas
3.21.2009
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