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Her view

holds no evidence

of other humans

and she nestles in

to play her game of

‘last human on earth’

loneliness banished

by the cry of gulls

who soar and dive

their divine sky dance

as the hefty ocean waves

throw themselves onto the shore

with rhythmic resounding slaps

and pebbles titter

their race to the sea

to dive in for a swim

as the sun sparkles

on frost solid sand

that transforms

into softness and gold

at the warmth of his touch


what fool’s tyranny

dare claim superiority

to the rich companionship

of life