Garbage spewed from sewer pipes and floated all around.
Piranhas nipped at knee and thigh,
clamoured for chin as he held it high.
Rags of paper dripping bile swirled in a hurricane.
Acid poured down as rain.
But the sand rose,
it rose up,
it rose around,
it lifted the man into the air,
out of the tide into the storm,
out of the storm and into the clouds,
out of the clouds and into the sun.
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