I am just treading water more out of instinctual reflex then any desire to stay afloat
this back and forth up and down nasueates
observance of weariness black and grey waves white caps washed with rain
my arms cycle with the commands survive despite
I want to sink
05/12/2007
Posted on 05/12/2007Copyright © 2024 Travis G Finborg
The feeling of just wanting to give up. I have seen it, tasted it, smelled it, Travis. Good poem.
