Birds bird birds blinding blustering bludgeoning through the waves
A melody of sadness pervades and irks its way through the void
Skipping shells through the sand grains
I see the circling above
A whimpering roar washes over me
Incessant wind
I reach out to the sun and gaze upon myself within
They can’t shake me from this cliff
Or laying on the hot sand, cooled below but seared above
I cry or pretend to and nothing comes out
It’s all fine they say or was it I said?
Figures move down the shoreline
For this slice is just a slice
The entirety is a farce
And nothing seems so bad
12/12/2022