Grit by Sea

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           As the curtains panic back consider the            

     prize actor’s “humble origins” The Making Of –
not The Feature. Early summer, term, of prescribed
  poets, fuels melodramatic bonfires. We flag unseen
   currents; rescuer, rescued, swap roles. At the table –
a puzzle solved leaves only the face unfocussed. Littoral

        anxieties: note the arms, exposed in the under

shot of a surfboard and Scythian winds turn involute
curses in disguise leave you comfortable as swimming
in your jeans...we see how the rat preps the dictaphone
   as underwear, how the view doubles as a memory?

     There was to be no glass in the garden after six.

Romeo’s to leave the collective living room; still dollar
     wise we migrate to that big house on the border.