Holiday

A T-shirt fell upon me

A loose cloak

Surprise

I love a uniform

A holiday

For the scattered mind

A pack of cards

Fifty four floats upon the water

Different costumes along the coast

State one thing and one thing only

Frivolity

The day is long

It trips and my legs do their own thing

Hearts beat

Two mongrels share a bone

Come to think of it never have I seen

So many novels pitched over eyes

Shuttlecocks

A squeal of delight and then an aside

I do not wish to count all the times we have

Missed an opportunity

To just live life

Lie on a rock

Wait for the flip

In between a dazzling sensation

I hear a child speak

The blues are extraordinary

At least for their clarity

I wave her into the sea

With love

Nobody is listening for a while

The child eats a whole apple

How?

There’s no way, I say

That we’re leaving

As I wrap our hair in rough towels

Picture a banquet and dismantle it

The shrimp in their basket

With one

Long

Blink