aug10.txt

this website is for reckless words
Ill write whatever comes into my head

It was foggy at the pier, I returned home 
to get my swim shorts and when I returned two figures 
had taken possession of the pier, I only saw their outlines 
in the twilight, one lit a cigarette. I walked back and forth 
for some time at a distance, in case they'd leave
after a moment I went to another spot and waded into the water
up on the road the headlights from a semitruck resonates in the fog
when I walk back the figures have left


now what? I will lie down and think, possibly sleep.