This beach is a seam
Where two oceans meet.

One glistens in sun!
Cool waves spill upwards,
Reach to distant clouds,
Swirl blue, shallow, and
Crash down into bright foam.

The other is still.
Seas of hot plastic
Weigh down on the sand,
Steaming like skillets
Under the cloudless sky...

Where two oceans meet,
One meets the other.
And as one grows, the
Other shrinks, staining,
Like seas of processed oil.