If we die
in the form of letters
and the sea is 
the sender

I’d like to return
as bioluminescence–

chemically reacting
illuminating 
shining
floating

in 
the 
shallow tidal pools–

Yeah,
forget stepping to the light

I will be the torch
in the water

a paradox
witnessed in the darkness

sinfully seductive
first class

licked
stamped
sent

tracked
and safely delivered

home.