You can’t See the Sea--for the ripples
Your Eyes--fogged--with the thick sea air
Are Stumbling into the ocean--Fickle--
Blinking uselessly in the Absence of the shore

The water is flooding into your crevices--
Its brackish tongue lapping gingerly at your Shores--
At your Sores--
Giving you solace--
And Reminding you--
That existing isn't a Chore--