ROT [poetry collection]

softly.

softly

tiptoe on the beach

hot sun

cold hands

slowly

sink to your knees on the sand

tiny teardrops

big waves

i can't hear you

deafening roar

blinding cries

stop

stop

stop

wrap up the pieces of me in a handkerchief

bury it in the wet sand

lie back on the slope

sad day

daydream about dying

and watch the waves crest