The zig-zag line that runs from low tide
to adios
              out near the flapping 
wings you can always trade in for a damp stretch of
pavement
                              life underwater
as seen through seaweed & a pair of 
drugstore sunglasses
              a velvet mirror fadeout
w/that number 4 expression on your face
(blank) & those empty swimming pool eyes
                              like six pound shadows
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
