Saxe (Color Comp)

This feels like static in my brain
On a cloudy, windy, yucky day,
When I am caught barefoot
Walking on the beach.

Waves lap at my toes
As I dig them
Into the cold sand,
And the winds wrap their fingers
Around tightening goosebumps
On my naked legs.

Sputtering with strands of hair
Blowing into my mouth,
I stare into the ocean
With eyes that have begun
To see the whole world in gray.

A serene melancholy accompanies
Me on my lonely walks,
As the tide comes
And I, like my footprints,
Seem to disappear.