Liquid Rest

Sapped like a glass battery.
Bucket empty.
Clouds all gone and sky grey.
A long lazy day.
The sea is out.
Light beams sag limp.
Eyes sink into the sea, and blink.
A last grasp of a skeleton's stretch
reaches for the sky,
as it looks towards a sun's west,
and dies in liquid rest.

© Mark Sheeky. Permission is required for reproduction.