My heart once was open
a drafty emptied room
Sun aslant
on faded walls
venetian blinds
parted and stuck
bent by peering eyes
I look out
over beachfront
abandoned
atop the dune
beyond the reach
of riptide
Swirls of mist
amass and conspire
to engulf me
There at the edge
of a rising sea
out on a ledge
staring down
© Chagall, 2013/2018 revised