Aerial view of Aberystwyth - a postcard

I'd like to say the town lies
sprawling
like a stranded starfish
or a sunbather asleep on the beach.
But it doesn't - it curls
along the coastline, with its knees and elbows tucked
into the estuary and inlets

Like on a cold night or after a bad day,
when our familiar bodies meld together
in sleep