Ambling along the prom from Knokke to Cap Cod ,
quick espresso San Remo ...
Summary in the vague .
The testy wind has stopped whipping the sea,
the clouds have become wise as children
dropping anchor in the ink of dreams ...
Today,the black attires of hearth ,
burying the pale blue eyes of tide ...
Breeze tired of counting the waves ,
beneath weeds and nettles,
poppies turning into alluviums ...
Shorelines telling us jokes ,
drifting off the coasts of Zelandia ...
Old wet tavern on the lazy jetty
smelling mussels and dreary juniper ...
I love a bleached hair mermaid,
musing over a fiery life
drowned in the better sweet
of a beer mug ...