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Swept Away

As I walk by the insomniac sea,
under sandbags washed white

by an avalanche tide, the ledge
of beach incrementally slender,

I meet a woman working upshore
the other way. If a tsunami came,

she says, arms arcing wide, I’d let
the sharks devour me, and her laugh

dances us towards the limit
where the city becomes a shanty

rafted and swept away
from our landlocked past, more

and more unreal as if no-one lives
in houses flooded in a tea-time fug,

the sports field goalposts
stuck on nil, those nonsensical cars.