Beach Journey

Beach Journey

He stole through a door

To confront the sea,

After a burning blackout of taxi rides

And conversations.

Images cracked and crashed,

Vanishing in vacant liquids.

He walked down onto the blazing beach,

His skin blistered by the furnace.

Lizards began to crawl out of the waves,

Thornlike protrudances split

And gathered around their heads,

Pointing like steel fingers towards the sun,

Their bodies were caught in the undertow

As blood and foam dribbled from their eye sockets.

On the edge of the sea he could see a ferry,

Tattoed and burning,

Its sails attached to the membranes of the sky.

The clouds laughed as his fingernails

Tore open fruit,

And threw seeds into the sun.