Tuesday, May 3

Drifting

Hello
I have been lost
No
Buried
Hurried
Well...
Gone too long
And drifting

Seems like air to my left
And right
Below me
But that streak in the waves
Caught me
Again
And again

Something real
Not just shadows
Pulled from depths
But solid and alive
Even as my eyes cast recklessly away
At risk of loosing it
And drifting right past
They find it again
And fixated
Here I am
Again

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