Water's Edge

From the water's edge I saw the tepid skies That frowned…. There was tin and lead And niter Here Not nobility except In the feeling of the Sad Not nobility except In the transformation to Subconscious Being in such solitude… On the deserted beach Where the dark grey black Pebbles rattle Enfolded by the arms of The dark bay of cement Arms: From the water's edge From the water's edge… The shingles The pebbles be slippery to walk on a righteous flower wild on the beach from amidst the pebbles dark arose arose…. From the water's edge I saw the tepid skies That frowned…. There was tin and lead And niter Here Not nobility except In the feeling of the Sad Not nobility except In the transformation to Subconscious Being in such solitude… On the deserted beach Where the dark grey black Pebbles rattle Enfolded by the arms of The dark bay of cement Arms: From the water's edge From the water's edge…