My Salty Grave
Somewhere off the coast of Massachusetts...If my life I wished to end, I’d throw myself out far, Past the foam my ship creates, Into the navy dark. Within the waves I’d teeter, Down and up, down, down. The remnants of my last regretful will- Soon by the sea are overthrown. Above- my eyes see the light, Shimmering in and out, Waving my last farewell to the sun, Releasing a muted shout. Slow and flowing down I dance, Through the silent dark, As pure serenity overtak...