Cast

I also need to cast my hands into the sea, like a rod

carry myself in, it could be calming

i wonder, is giving the ocean my pollution any good?

I feel a lift, but the water cleans

it scratches my insides

and tastes dreadful

I could avoid it

Still, I miss her;

rocks under my feet

slipping, slipping

did I just avoid inevitables?

no, it won't occur like that

I can reel it in first

before I still forever

I can nail my feet down

I can finally feel sturdy