Tamara sat toes strung to sea
Her haggard head hung high
Not by want. With bewildered noticeably

Outstretched hands opened hopelessly
Wounds concealed without concern
The sand fueled the savage feeling

Lying down to lather in deplored thoughts,
Ones too personal to occlude

Time was lost within Tamara
Tamara was lost within time

Lost within the waves
The sand
The sun
And everything in between that drove her insane