I waited
Pulsing against the bubbling gray caps
Of the shoreline--
As each wave lapsed
I felt my skin growing
older.


In waiting,
Every duct crusted with salt
Valves corrode,
Hearts rust

Everything is crushed and worn down
Grinded densely into particles
That cling to the
Grains of sand
In each battering of ocean wave
That will continue
Longer than humanity will
Care to exist

as I stand
Waiting