by Evan Fitton

Created on: July 16, 2009

I left my body among a bed of reeds,

cells purged in salt and sand.

Buried among the tide, salvation in water,

a stone beset to hold the weight.

I will float eternally among sedimentary ruin,

My swollen chest sinking between the waves . . .

Air passes in fathoms like a drought, leaving me forever

I remember playing in this ocean as a child,

since deluded and lost I have become.

Plagued to return here, I am carried across an empire of salt

The last light I ever see dances between the particles of water,

salvation has become comforting amongst the tightening pain.

I lose all senses, pray to end samsaras grasp.

This is the last time I ever witness the setting of the sun.

I am water.

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