Thursday, November 17, 2011

Driftwood

Driftwood -
skeleton maw
wraps talon-like
around the mist
as if begging
for a favor,
so smooth and sharp
bleached bare by August -
a mermaid's rib
rubs salt from sand,
the battering lilt of seagulls
beating time
against the summer sun.

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