written down
more spoken to friends or lovers
or strangers
there has been less work than
I'd have liked
but also less guilt or shame
inside
the nights are long & sleepless
when I like
and closed heavy dark when
I need
the sea is a maze of mirrors
glinting hard
in morning or evening sun
bubblegum pink
my skin has gone a nutty brown
except
underneath the strappy bikini where
I am still pale
life is gliding onwards like a frisbee
afloat in
a sudden gust of high wind
alive