Honey Due

I remember once,

Driven by a foreign fire, 

Came away from my coop,

And stole into the reality I so admired.

The road stretched narrow,

While the sun fell still.

My backbone shivered,

Tickled by the alien thrill.

I saw before me a seashore man,

Numb, marooned into nothing.

A dead man hanging crisp in the ether,

Ready for the plucking.