can’t stop touching
my face
sucking fingers
biting nails
turn my cheek
to be licked by the wind
run at birds
who beat, beat, beat
wingflashes of white
in sea-salt air
they’re still scared
of me, I’m alpha
right?
the world has not
changed its laws
fragile, stupid, greedy
glorious
needy
I want to swallow the sky today
Is it mine?
ripples in water
make perfect art
for no one
to own
devastated
reinstated
again, again, again
can’t stop touching
my face
so beautifully powerful.
Thankyoy
Witty and wonderful – (I’ve just come from the beach and it’s as spectacular as ever – it’s so confusing.
Thanks Peter
Surprising and fresh. Loving this: “I want to swallow the sky today / Is it mine?”