he stood still
patient
the glimmering silver sliver
of moon
cast upon the waves
growing
as it leaned out
over the edge
of the cliff above him
he shivered in the cold
unaware
of how or why
he came to this shore

uncertain
as to what happened
to his clothes

but aware
of the web
cast around him
and
the glittering eyes
of the predator
that watches
them
both

in his heart
he knew
he was given form
to pay for sins
he didn’t commit
branded
cast out
of the sea foam itself
as a sacrificial lamb
in an effort
to atone
for the umbrage
of those
that came before