Broken Sinking Boat
“minus identity . . who am I?” - Unseeking Seeker
I am a boat not anchored to the shore.
The waves keep crashing me. They’re coming fast
and very hard. I hear the ocean’s roar.
My stern and bow are breaking. They can’t last.
My hull is sinking. If I’d had a name,
I can’t recall it. No esteem have I.
Who was I, and who am I now? All aim
is lost, and as I sink, I see the sky
so dark and terrifying even though
it’s daytime. Is it nighttime after all?
I look around me, and I just don’t know
where I begin or end. I feel so small.
I’m breaking into pieces on a sea
that swallows me and my identity.
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2024
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