“You must understand
waves must land somewhere.
Listen to what they say.
Think yourself lucky,
to be breached and
swept clean, and for
fire and ice to
grind you down, and
for temporal residents to
sway and explode.
They will fall and fossilise;
such is nature’s lazy malaise,
it is good to be sterilised;
cleansed of the need to breed.
I understand, infinite sand,
You do not appreciative
much beyond that
infinitive lick of light,
how earth writhes beneath you.
Where waves land
death regurgitates life.”
