TINDERBOX
TINDERBOX
Firewalker faith must be required
to hop this white-hot sand
and now all zones are tinged with fear
of sunburn or combustion.
We stretch naked in the dunes
until guards arrive on decency patrol,
ice-cream sellers melt away,
persistent surfers finally desist.
The sea's an aquarium of coke cans
anyway, and plastic in the throats of birds.
Interpid...
Thursday 16th March 2023 1:40 pm
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