The rain drips off

The rain drips off

My cold nose

Early morning dew

Shivering down my spine

The echo of sleep

Still

Reverberating through me.

In aspect

I am a spectre

Haunting the empty beach front

Slipping in and out

Of shadow

Walking with purpose

To escape the wall eye

Of a vapid snake

Abiding

In nature's preserve

Thankfully,

Barely aware.

The cold of an early

Morning,

An occluded sun

Drowned in aspic,

Slowing his heart rate.

My progress, unaffected

A bubbling stream of invective

Stilled,

Before it was released.

Speed of escape

Regardless of artistry

The first

And second thought

Of the day.