Taut as a crystal sheet

stretched across

the body of

the drowning land

the sea is mirage

in the shimmering haze

waves like the sighs

of a grieving widow

curdle softly up the beach

leaving a clean curve

in the dusty shingle,

sky cloudless,

as sun burns its way across

the fierce blue vastness,

at the edge of the sand

the necklace of huts

blisters in the heat,

flagstone patios

lolling like the tongues

of thirsty dogs,

pebbles cleaned.

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