she bids adieu
to sun bleached shores
slinking through sand
before sunrise
chilly opalescence
shimmering pale morning light
breathing deep the nautical breeze
gazing off to distant lands
beyond the horizon
far from where her passion lies
shipwrecked heart
tossed unto island seclusion
suffering rays of a sun which
disrupts the darkness
confronting the hidden
alone with herself
her lurid thoughts
billowing foam on the grey matter of
her reality
no longer sure of the distinction
between truth and fabrication
cobbling together a makeshift raft
but too afraid
to christen the patchwork vessel
and mount the waves
too far removed
to trace a signal in the sand
to call out to a passing ship
opting instead
to burn in the sun
drinking thalassic brine
seized by cramps
succumbing at last
to the elements