Walking in the trees at Waikawa Beach
Walking in that strange place of pine trees growing in the steep sided sand dunes with toadstools and rabbits scatchings/ coming across a dusty wine bottle and a plastic cup lying on the river bank/ who would drink alone?/sitting in that place / shipwrecked humanity/ or just enjoying a pleasure in a different setting/ I left the bottle and its plastic cup/ a shrine a sign /hope things get better drinker
