Into the salt my body floats Floatsam licks at my arms Blackness beneath Sand at my back, rocks at my lungs Water pours into my mouth and down my throat Silent in the roaring abyss Rock me gently to sleep? I've become the waves, become the sea A drop of water against the might of the tide Close my tired eyes and fade.
Into the wind a lonely gull hovers Wings flap against the current You. You call out through the thick air You are deafening. You are deafened. You search for crumbs Picking pieces off the surf.