Fear Ode

There is so much time, now,
to explore those watery depths
You've only ever skimmed across.
Not once will you be yanked out,
jarred, pulled onto some other dry place
to patiently wait
for some other set of bones
to cease their waspy rattling.
Finally, in solitude, in peace,
there will only be the quiet lapping
of the reddish sea inside yourself,
as the tide goes in, and out again, unchanged.