Beachtowel

Wrap you up in a beach towel Carry you over the sand Little sparrow you Rolled your ankle—gotta watch where you land Big house sporting a bay window, with a view of the coast Holiday timeshare and nobody knows where anything goes Ice cubes wrapped in a kitchen cloth The day melts to dark Your pain is my pain, plucks the low and high strains Of a single harp This is the wine Drink, untrouble your mind with it Don’t you remember? When knowledge was tied to a consanguine kindness Or don't you remember? No, you cut it all out with the scalpels of doubt You know this was your failure. --- Beachtowel - Typhoon