A lone figure by the end of the world I watch the sunlight dip below glowing horizons waves splashing onto sand of silvery white wind rushing like it has somewhere to go I don't. The bold waves breach my solitary confinement brought on by my own foolishness, of course another argument to store in the back of my mind bring out later on to use for my own nefarious purposes. The surf slithers up to my ankles, a chilly remind...
