Stop
Feel the wind,
you really can't
freeze and enjoy
a moment
Look
The signs need not be
implicit—it's right
in front of you
Listen
Consult no one but yourself,
blame no one but yourself
Go
Don't stop
YOU ARE READING
Albeit flawed,
PoetryI was basking under the sun-the waves muffle the sound of my breathing; and I bury myself with cautionary confidence in the sand and with it the memory of your four faces. How can something lethal be life-restorative?
