Car parked against the bushes on the beach road edge
An old abandoned mailbox.
Quiet now! Pushing through the bushes
Hand snagged by a cat-like thorn.
Surf reaching up, bubbles latching into the sand
Swish-- ssssssssssss. swishsh--ssssssssssss
Take the shortcut down.
Alone - black water - barefeet
Broken glass hidden in the clam shells.
Grey dune house with wooden stairs
Feel him watching - yellow smoke - ashy cigarette
Examine an indentation in the sand
Pretend it’s only a happenstance occasion
Oh! Hello, I didn’t see you coming down the wooden stairs
Or maybe, Ah! I thought that might be you
Or, Oops! I lost a lot of somethings earlier along this stretch.
Can you carry me back to a brand new safe-mode start?

1 comment:
oh my LJ... i love this shot ... and your words... !!
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