written and erased
hundreds of words forgotten
the oceans tide beats on my back
laid out on the sun the kids called me a starfish
i have written lines in the sand
so they exist for a moment
a poem or a song i carry with me
now surfing on the waves- free
i can see them smiling
i have kept them in cages with no windows for years
i needed to take them out for a walk
before work in the morning
