Charge the Beach

We'll go charge the beach

We'll go Run, Run, Run,

over every little piece of shell

crunchy, soft,

caught in the curls on our head

between the prickle of our eyelashes

We'll go splash in the spike of the waves

hop-scotch over white froth

mouths hungry, peppered with salt

take one more step

sand falls from beneath you

froth gurgles, churns, turns back to you
swallows up your toes, cold

sun breaks through what's left of you

wind pulls you back together again

We'll go charge the beach

We'll go yell at the horizon

Beat the waves to the swallowing

Swallow it up ourselves

Drink, Drink, Drink

Now we are the same

Now we can lie down

Now we can stay