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The Atrium—by William Helms

 

The Atrium is a room that I dream about. 

It is without walls or a roof, only sky. 

The door is just a little stretch of sand,

and some reeds sticking up out of the ground,

and everything outside is just endless water. 

I can wade through the door and out into the ocean, 

and once I let myself sink far enough down,

 I don’t have a body to worry about. 

I leave myself scattered in the sand,

 and wait for the sun to come up.



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