You want to be thrown into the sea

You want to refuse cremation.

You want to be thrown into the sea.

You want to be eaten by sea creatures.

You die and drift in the water for a while.

You slowly sink and are eaten by shrimps, mantis shrimp and crabs.

You get soft and fall apart.

The floating pieces of flesh are eaten by small fish and

fish of unexpected size.

Then those fish are eaten by even smaller ones.

At that time,

your tangled soul will come undone.

Amid the tremendous sounds, lights, and colors,

it will bundle up into an infinite straight line.

It will stretch out somewhere.

In front of you, dreaming hopefully,

in the narrow mist, the dark, ink-colored sea

ebbs and flows.

You are stabbed in the heart and murmur.

    Wait a minute.

    Just a little longer...