the 6am beach is empty
but for me, standing there solitary
always outland looking in
and i cannot see me, so…
the 6am beach is empty
maybe it is lonely, if
for a moment i stop to care, but ~~>
i have fun wet knees, and ~~>
what might draw me in
never holds me
so…
i slip like sand
through heedless fingers
back to the beach.
which is empty.
at 6am.