isn't this what you were looking for?

rumblings of a sale on menswear

the survivors had gathered on the beach
near the fuselage
which was most likely on fire.

certain tricks of light were applied
the ocean seemed alive
and everything was breathing
as a form of coughing.

later they found spools of christmas tree lights
which were powered by jet engines
obviously.

these were strung between the clothes lines
as slowly,
very slowly,
couples began to form
into a muted line dance.

weeks later, there was still no rescue in sight

that night, from the jungle
a man with a limp was approaching the line dance slowly
without warning.
their faces danced in the lenses of his glasses.
in his one hand he held a sign
which they were struggling to read from a distance.

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