Red Surf

I am cold as a new razor blade
as I wake to the twitter of an opening
day, the dread of eternal winter.

In Feodosia a cast of hawks
shatter the blackening sea. One hollow
flamingo scans an empty beach.

 

Note:- first line borrowed from Leonard Cohen

 

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