Flicker
Softness
Estrangement
Salty dampness
He longs to lose something
He sinks into the silence of a beach
encircled by pink billboards and whirring machines.
Jawline
Spine
Fingers
He longs to grasp something
Descending a right-angled cliff
slick with moss
he catches hold of a supple branch
In his eyes
In his smile
In his silence
Something is hidden
Unseen
He is an elf who is always waiting for something
Waiting for the lonely rainbow to appear in the flashing white
The mechanical sound of the dawn
The sneaky sunshine
The signal that ends the wandering
Might this mist become the secret code of mankind?