Castaway
I speak
to you in
verses, fencing
for my life
From the crevasses of
my shaken
soul come about lost
voices I neglected
to hear, fragments
of piercing awareness I
inadvertently
forgot, deranged
feelings wrapped around my
throat like
a silk scarf forcing
me to breathe deliberately, disorganized
nonsense pouring
out of my buzzing
brain sweeping
away everything
I believed
certain.
Chunks of lucid
thoughts emerge braving
the weather, survivors
in a stormy
ocean of overwhelm
I am left
stranded
among the bewildering
remains of an inner
shipwreck wondering how much
of it you too
can see.
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