Sprinkler-made shallow seconds
changes its surface to sunken
ships, to sand-smothered splinters.

From smooth skin to sour-scrunched
shallow grooves. Sip to sweat sun 
and shadows, to stale seasons like 
second-hand smoke succumbs to 
sentimental grooves of sunken stone.

Sloppy seconds changes its surface
to story spoiler specks of should
and would, to sand-smothered splinters.

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