I fell
Across the sea in search for you
In dreams, but never found
A wave work repeating
Because shores are shrinking
And beach property too expensive
For me to gamble
My limited heartbeats in.

So you, like any other landlubber,
Fell to your knees praying
"Oh God, don't let it be true, don't
Allow the seas to swallow me whole,"
Because you felt your life above
The urchins and other bottom dwellers,
And wiped ink from your fingers
As you tried to draw us reason.

But the illustrations
Of land locked trees
Only solidified the fact that
You were never one of us at all,
Us bottom dwellers, members of the sea,
And the power we felt together
Was but lies from a crooked tongue
You wore so well.