THE MAN THAT WALKS ON WATER:
Skinny girls in tiny sprayed on dresses serve us
rich food late into the night down by the sea.
Some of them are tattooed moving fast between the
tables, laughing always laughing, dancing, dancing,
choreography. Active, never passive, smiling,
swift & fleet of foot untouchable like humming birds,
they know the drill. The tables full of carefree couples,
tables tucked away for lovers & the tables full of dazed
& optimistic men. We all turn round to watch the sun
& smile our tired eyes see the world turn silhouette,
a cut-out, then the floating man slips past us on the water,
walking on the water we eventually relax & watch the sun slide
soundlessly into the sea. Would you come here with me?
(K)
Karl Hyde 
Of course I would….. 😉