Last night I dreamt of sea turtles,
hatchlings housed in chicken
eggs making frenzied breaks
for breakers that forced
them backwards,
tumbling with
the water and
sand to
start
over
again.
After
working so
hard to attempt
the sea, most gave up
and dissipated into drip castle
mud, their tiny skeletons gently
scooped by the surf and carried away.