Walk on the beach together --
it will be cool there.
Taste the salt.
Seaweed is clotted around a dead clam.
Walk on the beach together --
it will be cool there.
Taste the salt.
Seaweed is clotted around a dead clam.
The sun rolls like a blind eye.
The waves steam.
It is delightful here, they will say.
Yellow-decaying water
forms your footsteps.
