Rides rebound
that spin moon
cursed of water marks
or tread the wet sand
that sinks dry
the hallo's feet
beat bitten
by motioned retreat
that trail luminations wake
of shores penned that
churning the rasping grate
or the reef sliced drawl
is spewn hapless
beneath the loosened
rows of colliding fret
creeps lurk the inlet
that's clenched cold
as this water carrier
this floundering
currents scar may
shallow the weightless shadow
but whirl hidden
and is drawn from
the ghost of the pearl