in your absence,
i am a shore that has eyes only for waves and annoying rocks,
how for thousands of years are grinding one another,
the sand
an infant with many stony relatives babysitting when it plays with the water,
runs from shore into the sea, comes out like gold,
in your absence touches my feet, i built castles in the sand,
the sand never builds castles for itself, it only sticks to my feet, hands,
wants to go home with me,
last night i was turning from side to side,
twisting,
the bed was full of sand,
