The bird on the beach
begs full-throated
in a language
I have forgotten
for a morsel
I do not have
so it hops
to the next towel
and begins again
Is that you, daughter,
come back around
to haunt me?
The bird on the beach
begs full-throated
in a language
I have forgotten
for a morsel
I do not have
so it hops
to the next towel
and begins again
Is that you, daughter,
come back around
to haunt me?