Where’d You Get That Bruise

The Next to Last Tango
The tide shifts & the wind picks up
racing in off the waves
skipping across the beach pavement
to rattle the windows of your soul

Cement Shoes
The cat writes a message with its nose
on the window glass
a message which appears to be in Sanskrit
& since none of us here read Sanskrit
it will be forever a mystery

By the Sound
I thought it was sea-water
dripping into my ear
but it was only the ocean fog
tapping at the window