on the beach
th380y

on the beach
sitting
alone
dark
waves
crashing against the shore
lights
of the coloseum
of the city
of cars far away
i see the bridge
birds
the sand
a blanket
of liquid
so dry
and cold
and refreshing
the salt of the water
hits my face
with each wave
i inhale deeply
and let out my soul
in my pocket
are cigarettes
and a note to you