naked at the beach
me and the women
We're gunna get our rolls out
let them loose in the waves
confuse the ripples
with our own
tidal swell
We fold like weed
chillin' in the lap and pull of cool
doughey shape shifters
sand under-tow knows it well
we're gunna throw
our heads back
bare neck and bare breasted
to a laughing sky
hair swish and drag
like our soft backsides
buoyant in this water
we'll float
new ideas and old wombs
the underworld washes in
deep reunion
the surface is far from here
our skin the very dialect between
flesh and salt
blood and water
air and sand and
sun-scented ocean
smiling madly
shameless and naked
we are wet and home.
it was the backrolls and the frontrolls and the siderolls and the bellylaughing Gilly.
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