He grabbed the body

That was wrapped in

Brown cloth,

Tied by red rope,

And still, bled

Here and there

And tossed it over his shoulder.

His beautiful,

Iridescent eyes

Gaped out

Into the ocean

And the ocean reached out to him.

Caressing his unclothed feet,

Wetting the bottom of his pants,

Calling him to come back home.

But he wouldn't.