By jackryhme
Date: 24 April 2001
white caps
white caps blazing on every wave
wind whips sand into twirling shape
close, confined, two walls
and a wooden floor
cool to this fevered touch
in comforting darkness i crouch
with this picture in my hand
to feel something, anything
other than this emptiness
this hollow grating feel
that has become my friend
beautiful people this picture shows
enjoying a sweater'd day on the beach
while i in my darkness wait
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