Sun
Burn
Taut pink skin
Taught by the sun
To shed its pale
     Gothic
Perfection.
Sand wind-blasted
Into every pore
Between toes
Under rings
Eyes tired
Starting at the
Colored specks in the sky
Arms tired
Holding, anchoring
Hauling
Portable sails
In rainbow hues
Peace wanted
Silence
Solitude
Granted
     at
     3:15.