like a beetle at bay
i'm twisting away
further and further from where i'd like to reach
haunting and daunting it too large to detect my jagged screech
beseeching , imploring, the waves are toring clawing to reach closer to me
crawling and squirming- is this a time to be learning?!
i outrageously pose to the stretched out beach
slithering and quivering manoeuvring frantically racing my own hearts beat
if i tire it out, the my destination won't be without, another beetle (lost) at bay.