Yes, with my long legs and sturdy feet,
I strode into that arrythmic surf,which tries to cover tracks.
It left two. Sharp ones, too.
Darling, you may wonder
who took the snapshot
and why in black-and-white.
And perhaps more existentially,
did I come back? From what?
I'd ask in my annoying way.
Did I turn left, did I turn right,
did I float out of sight or into jaws
of slashing sharks? This note
may confirm or deny uncertain
hypotheses. You know me,
I love to tease.
*note: the image is of a "found photo" posted on tumblr
hans ostrom 2022
