The sea is grave
and into its gravity,
he fell.

The sea’s gravity is to fly
or let the sea
have its will.

The sea’s grave is to wing
or let gravity
have its way.

He flew, you know,
rightly or wrongly,
his journey is more than I can claim.
Because no matter the circumstance,
my wings have been clipped

and I am grounded.
A grave attraction of gravity
and sea.