Here is the brittle
suck at its edges
crumble sunburnt toes
in the sand and
wait.
Here is the willowed
chirp of a seagull
mouth full of kelp
drips and is
wet.
Here is the battle
dunes swallow up shadows
casting dry and
wasted.
Here is the syrup
salt of the sea
tart and is bitter
brunch.
Here is the giant
torpedo of wind
as it brushes the
sand.
Here is the angel
pulled from deep depths
tarnished by salt
water.
Here is the howl
darkness invades
silence of rattle
snakes.
(as it digs up your grave…)

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