Shingle

Shingle

Lying on shingle, hat over face
Having wriggled a hollow in the stones
Dry crackling thumps from breaking waves
Fill my ears
White noise with a heartbeat that matches my own
Muscles melt in the sun
Flow  into the beach
The high tide has stopped three feet from my toes

Copyright © 2016 Kim Whysall-Hammond

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