a hazy blue evening,
the sun receding
like the slivers of ocean's sleeve
blemishes of bright purple and pink
strokes of red and green
pacing through the buffeting wind
and strongholds of damp sand,
my mind wanders aimlessly as such,
rich aromas of food
sweet splendor and sticky adventures
a current of fluttering notes
and laughing conjecture passes by
as blank as grey on a wall
my feet travel, my mind unravels
my feelings coil and roil
so I lose count of my breath,
sweet with loneliness and wine
to escape from such
harsh resentment, suffocating
with a worthlessness of mine