The Swallowing Sea

The last few minutes of a person's life.

Mayday mayday mayday

my plane is falling

I'm plummeting into the sea

and with a sound louder than 

your ears can bear,

I am going to shatter

like pieces of glass

Fancy thinking that everything

would be alright,

but life is a moving film,

we've all got endings

just like our beginnings.

And in this moment,

as I'm looking at the sea,

there is not a thought in my mind--

no God help me,

no I love you, mom and dad

no I love you, Isabel

I only see the sea

the pure beauty unfolding,

and as I edge closer,

there's not a doubt in my mind

that I'm going to die.

but I'm smiling

as odd as it can be,

because I'm thinking of this sea,

of the fish that I will feed

when my corpse is gently floating

Perhaps my mind 

has disappeared 

like cake on a birthday, 

but I'll remember that

when I crashed into the sea

and died

I was smiling.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Deandra Dawn]

Perfect. I have this fascination with water and the way you wrote this out and described it painted a very real picture. Nicely done.