I need to go to Coney Island now


I need to go to Coney Island now
To feel the sere wind wafting visions in thin air
And see the sounding ocean catching breath
And touch a house of cards inside my head
And find its sign perhaps beneath footsteps


I went to Coney Island in sere wind
Few people there the whole place boarded up
But I did not mind I walked ahead
Til ocean lapped my shoes
And gull shadows fell on fading footprints
And the water lapped
And I knew that I had been to everywhere

Charles Sanders Peirce - Thinking in Threes

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