the sign says.
if i am going to drown
i'd rather not do it in still and quiet waters
let the riptide pull me out
the violent waves push me under
calm and rest will come soon enough
let the moment of passage be memorable.
the word holds dark and silence to its breast
every motion an inch away
brings an echo from a thousand pounds of pressure distant
the time is heavy and slow to a pulse
another lifetime in each second
memories faded to nothing by the time they reach the sand
i lay wrapped in the arms of a heaving sea
rewarded at last