all the words
told in cheerful tone
draining cups and cups
the daily paper mulled
over
by piercing blue eyes
tiny bites off hearty muffins
another few hours of bright
sunshine
pouring through oversized windows
fortunate again i was
to be lulled to an
early sleep
by waves
barraging the bluff
horizon shifting from crimson
to black
before my eyes shut
hours wasted on dark houses
and vacant cars
woke to a pastel palate
a chance to start again
into the wetsuit
a tango with the tide
