Beside the sea. The salty, sonorous sea that comes in faster than a horse can gallop across the treacherous bay.
Up early and late to bed. Conjuring with words and music and beautiful mysteries made of light.
We sit in the dark; we spin and sigh and sneeze with the dust.
Strong coffee. A birthday cake with candles. Chips and a fish, and a sugary donut. Chips and a fish and a show.
Tonight we shall eat an octopus.