Pillar of longing, let me not look backward.
Work's wages, let me earn nothing.
Field ruiner, let me leave
all things bitter.
Oh starfish, oh lace
across the drying rocks,
I am in the shrinking tidepools,
circling. Lady Tide, take me.
I have measured my grievances
into small bowls at my elbow.
I have heated the oil.
Queen of Spices, break me.
Oh salt, dissolve.
Let the water pull me apart.
Let the current start.
Let me be battery,
let the light arc through me.
Oh white lady conductivity,
make me useful.
Make me forgetful.
Make me necessary.
I like this better thn the earlier version.