decay/decay/decay

pr/
dead sticks and fire ants,
dead beach and tire marks.
the occasional shoelace, seagull’s skull
who made me look up to who-
kiss null.

p/
sea vast, sunburns
last C, sun turns
night into day,
night into day

f/
we have cards and we play
wish for the queen of hearts and we pray
seabed’s clay on our face as we lay
sparks into daydreams of mine
calendar marks as decay