Rightly Drowned

I should have flown 

out over the salty surf into the milky threads of clouds 

chasing the siren song of the dolphins,

enshrined in the scattery splash of the osprey's shallow dive.

I should have waltzed with fate

fluttering conspicuously close to the flinty eye of the shark

watching jaws dangling open for the fishy prize of her watery sprint.

But I remained on the shore

harbored

contented

in the halo of golden grains.

And where I thought was stillness and safety, 

a grenade churned from the heavens and earth 

and blew onto the beach.

It overcame me.

Cantaloupe over poppyseed.

Carnelian over obsidian.

House-a-fire over hot charred ashes.

And I rightly drowned. 

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