Beachtowel

Wrap you up in a beach towel
Carry you over the sand
Little sparrow you
Rolled your ankle—gotta watch where you land
Big house sporting a bay window, with a view of the coast
Holiday timeshare and nobody knows where anything goes
Ice cubes wrapped in a kitchen cloth
The day melts to dark
Your pain is my pain, plucks the low and high strains
Of a single harp
This is the wine
Drink, untrouble your mind with it
Don’t you remember?
When knowledge was tied to a consanguine kindness
Or don't you remember?
No, you cut it all out with the scalpels of doubt
You know this was your failure.