That forlorn figure in the sea and that
forlorn figure on the beach, that’s me,
wishing to bathe in warm waves - but
reduced to watching lattices of white
candy-floss forming cascade lace at
my feet: rocks make it impossible to
risk life & limb & I remain planted on
the beach, perceiving breakers form
candy-floss lattices of cascade lace…
[2nd version:]
That forlorn figure in the sea,
that forlorn figure on the beach –
that is me, wishing to bathe in
the warm waves – but reduced to
watching lattices of white candy-
floss cascade lace forming around
my feet: rocks making it impossible
to risk life and limb and I remain
just planted on the beach, watching
breakers form lattices of white
candy-floss cascade lace…
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