I noted gloom merely
the
time of day (night) or
submergent dalliance of ocean
fog
persisting
at noon
not
to be fooled with (though
a certain evanescence
in the guise of an extended vacation
ie,
a separate realm of existence
quietly shrugs one another as if to say
“It is sad. You are not
transparent.”
Drum thump for nothing encased in drizzle open & shut
plus a cement slab of sky slanting percipitous
if you blink you might miss it
otherwise lost or defiant but never both at the same time
by faith subdued & stagelit
alleyways
leading to the beach
Mist lifted from the waves proclaims its presence
“Remember me?”
high
tide 2.3 ft.
at 5:48 p.m.
winds light & variable
