The sea beckons as I shelter here, under the boardwalk, the air tangy and sweet with dead briny things. This is where I belong. I blather gibberish as I duck out the back so as not to wake the dead.
It ain't what you think. Former newsman, car salesman, teacher. Everything is Thou, if you so allow it. You can find some of it at https://youtu.be/w6RtVjMDHzE
