Worst poem ever written

My Ocean

Is where I crash with something
unkown and beg for more;
where salt stings my eyes and
knowingly I return;
where I am cautioned of jellyfish
along the ocean floor and still I grip
the sand for every fresh new step.
when the temptation of crystal clear
waters presents itself with such vastness
only a fool would deny it, for no place
else will there every (sic) be such clarity.

Cancun, Mexico
5/00

M. Gutman