The final rays of sunlight fall,
Golden and fading as they crawl,
At the water’s edge shadows unfold,
A wrapped body laying prone and cold,
Washed onto cold stones from who knows where,
Dumped with malice and without care,
With cold white skin and glazed blue eyes,
Staring lifeless into the darkening skies,
Silent within the suns dying glow,
Christened Jane today, her surname Doe.
Dan Verkys 