Sailing on mist-covered waters

Drifting gently on unconscious tides

Shards of life and mind flicker past

All fluorescent colour and static noise

Jigsaw pieces come together in bizarre pictures

And splinter apart, and reform

Stone scent of fresh water

Mist leaves tang of reeds and algae on the tongue

Creaking timber underneath, sails flap overhead

Cruising like a dream

Til morning light

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