...
&the wind
blew itself backwards
making the sun wet
dots of sand lay quietly mumbling
my pale back facing against
the image of you
watching me
the unbending in my spine cussing you out
because im trying
to toss the existence of us
onto the scurrying clouds above
hoping when they melt - we will too
but your cobweb waves
wrap completely around me
forcing me back into our seashell hell
making me remember
...again...
why we drowned
in eachother
...
{'TheShore' pix by flakesuse}
