Some times I unwind,
unline the lines
unrhyme the rhymes
and sometimes
I see who I am.

It was late on the coast road
but the cliffs were excited
I'd been invited to the
last show on Earth.

Many before me and more than
behind me
and later I found me
sometime out at sea.

The lady that named me ashamed then to
find me
put rhythm to the rhymes when I could not believe
and the sea separated like some biblical story
as I walked up the coast road
going home for my tea.