Musing along the foreshore
copper bangles, twee zinc beads
a safe distance from the sea
self-isolated in a conch-like roar
that promises more than it can ever deliver:
the rolling white
noise of the thing-in-itself
.
I came across a colony of horseshoes
crabby little aristocrats, blueblooded angels
from the wayback Start of Days
mucking in the white beach mud
I crouched down in the spawn spa
and scooped up beads of blue roe
imagining them, gulls luffing, spread
across ritz
carlton crackers at home
.
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