Sea's Invitation

The hallowed out dips in Skull

become traced and filled with salt

synthetic fabrics wrap heels

they are not necessary anymore

and look at you go

you are floating

isn't that well? 

why are you unsure with all the care going into this

those greying hands outreaching. why grab on? 

the salt only stings, makes you float, 

and don't you want to be held in silk?

remember the other gifts

the conk shell and the lapping

the glass you walked on to return

and not a single word spoken

isn't that awful?

the natural grey of the day

brought no dye to the ocean

isn't that awful?

I will bring back color to your fairness

you'll match the salmon thanks to vein

and isn't it wonderful

to be remembered kindly or not at all?