Thursday, March 26, 2020

? shore sick




      shore sick


There she blows in the monotonous wave.
A longing guides the beach weather to fall
onto drizzly dunes backed by a shy horizon.
The gadabout meandering scrubby tufts of grass
as she floats afar a bathe a bathe --




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