6:15 pm . wanderlust
return from a drive around the streets
to the sky & back again
to the sea & back again
most amazing sunset i have ever seen,
all ochre & burnt yellows
lighting damp, grey clouds
that clutter up the skyline.

something cinematic, idealistic about
standing on the bridge with sleeves
rolled over my palms, transparent umbrella
waving in the winds & a pair of platform
mary-janes teetering over the edge.

the greyblack sea is stained
with redgold light,
an everlasting
wonder fills
the moment.

fisherman are scattered around the rocks
but all of them face the sun
to see it die
like a dancer?

saunter across the planks
watching water glow
linger by the
feeling of
calm.

back to where i belong,
a sudden rush to my
fingertips.

i don't need to be searched
i need to be found.

nostalgia . uncertainty