Zorro

I flip the card over.
Quickly I match up a
card with it.

Again I flip a card.
I groan inside,
then scan the rest.

Nothing.
Oh no.
Again.

I cheat.
I peak under a stack
of overturned cards.

I sit
I swim.

I read
I people watch.

and...
I burn.

Really
bad.

I smell
it after.

Yuck.

Life's a 
beach.
 

The sand squishes
through my toes.

The broken pieces
to dead animals.

They once used these shells
now cracked and ground.

The very sand I press my feet down on 
is just the devistation of some.

What would you do
if everyone
suddenly turned
to stone...

except 
for
you.

Just a bunch of
human shaped
rocks sitting
around.

Would you panic
or would you enjoy 

It buzzes in my ear 
grumpy and loud 

I duck my head and 
try to ignore it 

but still, like a masquito 
it hangs around my ears   

its unpleasant humming