Lost At Sea
Out at sea on the flimsy raft
My Zorro mask and Tarzan pants can't help
Used only to wipe my brow under the punishing sun
I lost them too after a while by a crashing wave
What could be worse than losing your clothes
Monstrous charcoal clouds mount heavier than Basalt
Weigh on me like planet Mercury
Storms on the ocean can be mean and fierce
Hunger is my next best friend
It clings to me like a lover
Memory escaped as well without permission
I must have lost it somewhere else through negligence
But those are long term problems
Surviving immediately arises here and now
Seas come up and churn on mountainous waves
Thirty feet high and rising, agitated against me
If a cruise ship should happen by right now
I wish they would avert their eyes away
Being lost at sea is one awful matter
I don't want them to see me naked
And I would feel shame if they ask my name
The one thing I can't remember
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