Shattered blocks of salt and such,
where a summer coil wrapped itself around my legs.
While friends play on the beach, and I was
stunted on the floor. The sand and I,
we merged and I am the beach.
They play on me and dance, “Fire!”
is sung. And I sang a salty song,
where the moon rose, and I rose.
They were asleep, and stayed.
I crept and took them, they followed willingly.
Now I am the beach, and they float in the ocean.
We can dance and sing forever this way.
Nov 20, 2012
Nov 20, 2012 at 6:24 PM UTC
Shattered blocks of salt and such,
where a summer coil wrapped itself around my legs.
While friends play on the beach, and I was
stunted on the floor. The sand and I,
we merged and I am the beach.
They play on me and dance, “Fire!”
is sung. And I sang a salty song,
where the moon rose, and I rose.
They were asleep, and stayed.
I crept and took them, they followed willingly.
Now I am the beach, and they float in the ocean.
We can dance and sing forever this way.