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+title: The sea and the beach
+genre: verse
+
+project:
+    title: Autocento of the breakfast table
+    css: autocento
+...
+
+Waiting for a reading to start \
+when there's nobody coming anyway \
+is like waiting for the tide \
+to make some meaning of the beach.
+
+The sea doesn't know or care \
+what the beach even is, let alone \
+its cares or its troubles, its \
+little nagging under-the-skin annoyances \
+that make the beach the beach.
+
+Sandworms, for example, or those crabs \
+with big pincers on one side \
+but not the other.  Those really get \
+the beach's gander up, but the sea \
+doesn't care.  The sea
+
+only wants to caress the beach \
+with its soft arms, to tell the beach \
+how much it's loved by the sea, \
+that complex of water, salt, and \
+the moon's gravity, the mercury \
+rising up and down slowly, like a yawn.
+
+The sea only cares about itself.  \
+The beach lays there and takes it.