X marks the spot. dig
                                                                ­                       through the sand with
                                                                ­                       bare hands
                                                           ­                  feel the heat from the sun as
                                                              ­               wind blows sweet kisses.

                                                               ­                    make a hole that reaches
                                                         ­                          china. along the way
                                                                ­                   run into sirens, dance
                                                                ­                   with mermaids, battle
                                                          ­                  kraken, and if you have time
                                                            ­                say hello to leviathan.

                                                               ­                        soon we’ll all be myths
                                                                ­                      for the next generation.
                                                     ­                      our names slide between lips
                                                            ­               already in the past.

                                                          ­                                         the horizon sets
                                                            ­                 waves flutter on the surface.

                            underneath the coral reef dissolves with the setting sun.