Sarah’s Laughter

Sarah’s laughter
Echoes in my head
Like scattered patterns
On my unmade bed

Fast fading August tan
Feet buried in freezing sand
I curse aloud and concede I can’t keep my doubts to myself

Sarah’s manners
Untamed and divine
Like shattered matter
Washed up on the shoreline

Long-gone vacation tan
Feet buried in freezing sand
I curse aloud and concede I can’t keep my doubts to myself

Craving her foreign hands
To find a safe place to land
I curse aloud and concede I can’t keep my doubts to myself