Scarlet bare

Surfing in Britain

See the world in your last breath

A sweet secret

Seen in situ

A heartbeat between a dream

And white wrath

A little piece of death

Hark now the deeps throat rumbles

It is dark and endless

Lamenting in despair

A thousand white horsed hooves

Upon you bare

Wise old rock remains

Never to care

For fickle flesh, scarlet bare

We have not warmth

Rare the suns glare here

We've limestone cliffs

Seal pups even stare

Of the edge

From the deeps coldest grip we tear

Free of fickle flesh, laid to waste and scarlet bare