New sea

When I got to the sea

I stopped my feet

sands and salts adjoin

this is where

disordered skyscrapers yearn

to move in

where imperial ambitions

are thwarted again and again

within its nearness

the fore is flatness

unending level

a humongous zero

that no one can manage

when i stand straight

i am really standing upright

i am my own elevation

i want to go to the remotest surface

where the waves recurrently gasp

where not one individual can

make a tall enough platform to look down on

another person.

©2023, ChinHooi Ng.