Beach Front

Potatoes boiling in the ancestral pan
Sheesh shoosh
Like obstinate waves breaking on heartless rocks
Outdoors
Mustard oil simmers in a blackened crater of corroded iron
Garlic bulbs hang by a wounded tile

Kitchen mesh
Blackened pores clogged
With bugs and beetles
Lured
Are being lured
Even now
Soft orange light by the stove

Bugs lured by
Promise of solace
White foaming waves
Battling the dark dark starless night
Wavelets suicidal
Dying a death
Of oblivion on the sandy sandy beaches

A creeper creeps on the porch
Tiny wary
Purple plink flowers
Stamen peeking out
Periscopes
Taking in a world large
The creeper creeps
Even now
A bridge from the bench on the porch
To rooftiles red and red

"Scutlin' Mr.Crab
es nokin on de dor
maam we going to ave
crab curry wid letooce