A Day At the Beach



Art was an unplanned metaphor 

Buried in sand and 

Planted beneath the sea 

Art was a forgotten ego 

Under the crystals of the gravel 

Lost within our deep affection 

Art was a washed-up toy 

Pulled by the moon

And swayed by the wind


Art was gray hair and dirty socks 

Saltwater and headphones 

Glass bottles and footprints