Salt sea glitter
Return to mystery
Ursula D., London 2013
At the very end he was helpless,
Staring out at tubes and lights,
Held in place by hard science.
The nurse brought water to wet his lips,
And he moved like a man underwater,
Like a baby, new to this world:
A pearl in soft oyster sheets,
A pink soul grown around grit.
Sophie Juneau, 27th December, 3013