Can you imagine
   the beach
          at night?
I dream each day
Each
    fleeting
          day

The seagulls would stop cryin’
And they would be asleep
Nary a soul would be in sight
But for the lone guy on the beach
The rocks to the right
Cast terrifying shadows
And their moonlit surfaces seem like
Ghasts of night

The waves pound in my head
Thud, thud, thud
A wave comes in
And smashes ‘gainst those pale sharp rocks
It claims some sand
And retreats again
Back to the depths of the lake

I would trail my feet along the sand,
To greet the rhythmic sea
The wave comes in again
And splashes at my feet

With the coolness of the water
The crispness of the air
I unfurl my wings and fly away
Leaving everything behind