Stuckkkkkk in flux adrift on a seasalted log
Waves lick on the cracked dri skin
Vastness overwhelms and allies upon itself
Pondering the consumption of yours truly
The overall plot has an untested depth
Possibly a complexity that is incomprehensible
I sttutuuuter with a lack of confidence
Just wreaking of low self esteem.
Yet totally unaware of the fact
A single dingy of a weathered yellow hue
Rocking slowly towards me as a refuge!
Withered olde man, grey in face, hello
Reach to lift me from my log-ed fate
Grasp with all my might, all my soul
With a whispery transparent voice he calls,
"Wake up, you are in a dream, we miss you"
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