Tide

Thousand, hundred, maybe tens.
I don’t know,
I lost count.
Tiny, sandy, sharpy.
Is the sand under my feet wet at day?
Or is it sinking my own weight?
Not realizing when…
Ah ah ah ah…
Cold and wet.
But I’m already…
I’ve already got my feet in it.
Am I further in?
Or back to the untouched side?