(c) Singleton 2007
Collapsed
on the vinyl sea
belly to the sun
riveted to
the moment
I drift
eyes closed
and then open to
the rains
and remember
the running
faster and faster
out of breath
and time
and a
place to hide.
And
weightless
I tether myself to
a pretendy bendy kind of peace
and the trinkety tide
becomes
the wind
and pushes
me
closer
to the edge.
And
I wait
to be lifted......
Ink, colored markers, pencils, and peace on a found piece of cardboard too big to scan