by Joanna Gilman Hyde

The Tomato-coloured Couch 2:58pm

With the last of the lobster quiche

in Me

I muffled My Self

against the beach

to walk My Self

to The Guzzle —

when last I’d sat

upon its barnacled rock

the spread of surging flow

was at My Feet —

today that seat

marked The Guzzle Switch


to the other side