We unsurely ran, senses firing and offsetting strobes towards a glittering shawl, set low around a sightlessly curved neck of the horizon. Coastline on our feet, a burning beach on our soles, to the water then, for our souls.

We unsurely ran, senses firing and offsetting strobes towards a glittering shawl, set low around a sightlessly curved neck of the horizon. Coastline on our feet, a burning beach on our soles, to the water then, for our souls.


Drowsy
Late summer bugs
Fly dive
Looping
Scuttle drunken
Lazily in ale
Under chilled verticals
Daggers of British rain
Flooding them magnetic
Unto themselves
Toddlers
The unloving
The programmed
Flutter precarious
With microscopic futures
Gumming abreast
Billions of batches
Altogether connected
Too impossibly dense
Worlds of forestation
Of extraordinary family trees
…
Slowed to pause