too hungry to let it cool down,, burning my teeth.

i got up at 5:30am to drift down the coast and watch the islands bobble in their blankets
animal collective is a good soundtrack for this.

and the sky and the sea and the clouds and the blobs of sifted tea totlers
brisk itwith no feather duster could,
they are the swimming sleepers that are
never awake
and never asleep.

it is handy to go the between,
there is where things are sought and told in
fog comb swirles.