The hollow sea wanna swallow me
Swallow Dramamine whole
By the bottleful
Odyssey, nautical
Loss of breath
Underwater
Not predestined not to find a harbor
Lucky duck, I lost the plot & lotto
Corking up an ark inside a bottle
Life aquatic—I’ll be honest
It’s no lifeline—fish food for thought
It’s no man’s land—there’s no land option
Dead men dance where a lone man tosses
Turns, churns, rolls, rocks and
Swerves in a current, floating atop some
Ocean of occurrence that flows with the flotsam and
Jetsam extending in every direction—I’m restless
Each wave on an anchor
I lie awake as it holds me down
I’ve drowned before the dawn
Each day is an ocean
Full of sway and commotion
I search for solid ground
I confess
I’m in deep
Watch the wake
As I’m losing sleep
I’m obsessed
I’m at sea
Castaway with
No life to lead
No life jacket, I grapple with my kraken
My dispassion—my actions
My extrication is a rite of passage
A life-raft gone hydrographic
Microscopic to the tidal traffic
Write a passage in the Bible ‘bout it
The great flood shaped us
Wake up
Noah
I collect the crows
I come up—I call out. The coast
I damn near fall out the crows-nest
To call out to no one
Land ho, yes
Each wave on an anchor
I lie awake as it holds me down
I’ve drowned before the dawn
Each day is an ocean
Full of sway and commotion
I search for solid ground
Ocean
Sway sway sway
All I see is
Ocean
Sway sway sway
All I see is
Ocean
Sway sway sway
All I see is
Ocean
Sway sway sway
All I see is
Each wave on an anchor
I lie awake as it holds me down
I’ve drowned before the dawn
Each day is an ocean
Full of sway and commotion
I search for solid ground