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Felled To - Adopted By - the Sea
The coastal shifts knocked me daft; treading blind in
depths with curious push and pull, subjected to the tide,
and beaten back to vague awareness - I braced
myself aloft in the water. Held prone by kicking legs,
I surveyed and found no sign of arrival -
no smoke from abandoned ships or flares alight in the sky.
A deep throb draws my vision into my head
and my consciousness flickers in thinning, desperate gasps.
When awoke by the salted breeze assaulting
me, I stirred and frazzled the waves that carried me away;
with every limb heavy and soaked to bone,
there wasn't much momentum left for me to generate.
I watched the patterns of the stars as I bobbed
along the curve of the ocean's tongue. From its mouth, we sail
as if we belong to this ecosystem
by choice. We don't, but we can pretend, as long as we like.
