We have made visual contact and are now approaching the object,
Its a gigantic dismembered finger, toward the surface of the water, pointed,
No, correction, It’s an elongated, sea-salted, pock riddled stone,
symbols, a language,
a memorial? Reminding the tide to atone?
Tides turn, tides just turn,
words, a phrase,
Le – ts – we – forg- et?
Le – ts – we – forget?
Lets we forget, lets we forget,
Who or whatever they were, their past appears to have been met,