Feet bare, barring caution
Cries shrill to the good folk-
My- my dog- have you seen him?
Grasping the evaporating shoulders of passerby
-Haven't seen him. I think he's in the ocean. Have you-"
Each soul turns, vanishes like a noonday specter.
Feet slap down the splintering boardwalk
Sand, sand, dark sand, rush of foam, knifing cold-
WHERE ARE YOU-
She lifts the waves like blankets
Buries beneath them under
the hush of salt
and...
Aug 21, 2012
Aug 21, 2012 at 9:39 PM UTC
Feet bare, barring caution
Cries shrill to the good folk-
My- my dog- have you seen him?
Grasping the evaporating shoulders of passerby
-Haven't seen him. I think he's in the ocean. Have you-"
Each soul turns, vanishes like a noonday specter.
Feet slap down the splintering boardwalk
Sand, sand, dark sand, rush of foam, knifing cold-
WHERE ARE YOU-
She lifts the waves like blankets
Buries beneath them under
the hush of salt
and...
