Dunes of water,

Spoons of food,

Rocks of tunes.

Burning rope in my hands,

No sight of the lands.

I can hear the drizzles,

Can’t watch the grizzles.

Grouper, cod, moki,

Barracuda, sunfish,

THE GREAT WHITE SHARKS!

I eat the macaroni,

“With the cheese

And the bacon

And the chicken strips.”

My favourite food in my favourite place.

“Does this make sense?”

Meat on the bench,
Feet on the deck.