at dawn, the shoreline:
waxed and waned and always there,
crawling towards the moon
light on the breakers.
a dull roar and sand grains spin
weary, angry foam
until it is gone
and the sun comes out and the
fishers' lines are full.
Feb 5, 2014
Feb 5, 2014 at 9:39 PM UTC
at dawn, the shoreline:
waxed and waned and always there,
crawling towards the moon
light on the breakers.
a dull roar and sand grains spin
weary, angry foam
until it is gone
and the sun comes out and the
fishers' lines are full.
hai-cool
