A sunny day along the shore
A beach of white sand
Patrons lounging, playing, forgetting
What danger or responsibility means.
The waves pound against the beach
Malicious and snarling they taper
So that small children chase them back
Giggling somatically, unaware of it all.
They didn’t see you standing too far out
They didn’t see as the wave emerged
Bearing its rabid foamy teeth
It swallowed you whole.
In a torrent of slimy green and salt
You are shuttled towards the coast
Between the legs of bathers.
One firm grasp was all you needed.
You cling to an ankle, they scream
A monster in the seas!
Shaken loose, your ballast is gone!
Alas, the riptide draws you back!
Like a creature submerged
Its invisible hand drags you
Out into the turbulent depths
Where nothing but water roams.
You try to scream
loud as the damned
But your voice emerges
As playful bubbles.
You twist and turn
Trying to regain control.
Onlookers see a shadow.
What a large fish that is!
The air limited as it was
Is spent and the darkness creeps in
Filling your head with a black ooze
Thick like tar.
Alone in the unknown depths
With only Riptide’s pull,
Your last breath
Neither the beaming sun
Nor the lounging guests
Or the jovial children
See your struggle.
Instead, they celebrate despite you,
Drink soda, built sand monuments
And flirted promiscuously
It was a holiday after all.