Tengerparton

                                             Torkomban fuldokol
                                             az élet,
                                             kibuggyan, mint
                                             a sár,
                                             nyakamon folyik.
                                             Rászárad mellemre,
                                             porlik kezed alatt,
                                             ahogy hántod.
                                             Rétegek hullnak körém;
                                             homokszőnyeg.
                                             S az ágy,
                                             ez a fodros ágy;
                                             nyaldossák
                                             a habok.
                                             Egymásba mos a víz.