I’m here and not here, where dusk stretches
along an empty beach. Sighs fall from waves
and a small wind hunts through the dunes.
I’m here and not here, floating slightly above myself
my feet tethered in sand. Clouds letting through
the light, the unutterable beauty of red.
Here and not here, the heart is a knot
pulled so tight it stops at the water’s edge
and sinks in …