Abridged

The sun sinks into the clouds
and hugs them close.
Seagulls sweep into the murk
searching for sustenance amongst
the stockpot of seaweed and snapped twigs.
The rocks crunch beneath my feet
and I kick them away. Suffocating bastards.

Waves slash against the rusty pylons
that drag the pier into the fogged distance.
A tiny sailboat floats towards freedom,
rolling waters shoving it further into the deep.

Drizzling dust descends into my eyes.
I force my lids open,
keep looking even though it hurts.
That's what you have to do, isn't it?
Keep looking until it slowly drips away
Splash by splash.