As a black log
Like a burnt clumsy log
Like the clumsy burnt log, that I saw on the coast ...
Huge, clumsy,in embryonic position ...
Crowned by the wave.
Totally alone
Soaked from the brine, slinky...
Eroded from the wilderness, disgusting, dark.
Seductive for its alleged secrets
Vulnerable to be sacked
Simply by a stride ...
That's what I feel ...
