Listen to the world’s best poetry read out loud.

Nothing reduces you to your skin like the sea – cold
plunge into reality, a tongue already salty & all that power
self-propelling you through our other element –

body loving every pummelling second as your mind slips
on the (no wonder) Madonna-blue beach wrap of the sky.
The straightest line imaginable just over the breakers,

visibly separating the two, doesn’t exist.
You do. Yet, can you hold a handful of salt water
to prove it for just one moment before you go.