waves | brian westbye

St. Augustine, FL
10:24 PM
Saturday
6/23/12

The first line arrives
then the next, at a 45 degree angle
then another, 180 degrees from the last

Layers of surf, like brick and mortar
broken down by its own crushing weight

The third and second lines retreat
the sand under my feet collapses
no purchase in the shifting silt

Lines of breakers
crashing, diminishing
reaching a logical conclusion and
retreating

Timeless, perpetual lines
always advancing and
retreating
always there

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—brian westbye