La Mer Poem by Dizzy Darling

Body: the sands crash on the waves in a contemptuous peppering gaze
the coast bowing to the sky’s expanse
the cafe windows look out into reflective eyes
the apertures tear through the deep well of the pupil
the body sinks to the pulse to a force beyond its control
the tongue stings the salts
the mouth moves in rhythm with the tempest shadow
white rock, hats sandals swallowed by the retreating foam
lens causing the ocean to fog up
the beach hanging from the parasols
the crowds swinging soundless from my camera strap
the companion filling the belly of the ground
our football hitching on down the coast digested riptide
the Gestapo putting trespassers against the wall
the beach painted the wealthy belly
pale skin gliding over sun screen
regret when i didn’t put film in my camera
only to get a fistful of sand.
and useless words