Double J - Just Jetsam

Marred and minced remnants pile high in a storm’s swarm Yesterdays, hardened-soft, surface where sea’s warm… Flotsam found, lays tales around, in frayed traces Another shattered shell whimpers of graces vying with the sea-swept sands: gloss embossed fades… Ocean’s dead! These are castaways of Hades, rid of depth, stranded upon the dry shallow Interred where the sun bleaches out the shadows till whitened ivory fills cavern’s echo: enmeshed lime, crunching upon errors callow Jazz died - June’s sun sank into august abyss… Undertow currents ceased their torments of bliss Nipped life, silenced like frothing foam vacuum-sealed, kept smothered in an opaque ocean congealed… Yard junked, Neptune’s home’s now a derelict mess and yet he clings to the crap amassed, crownless Right always, up to the end --------- that no return. Death will erase the un-sunk bones when they burn (10/3/2019: '90 Sea Ray DA 350; Discovery Park; ‘my favorite junkyard’)