Ded

I am the shipwreck with its scattered

and soaked wood littering the ocean

like a nest of roaches

the water smothers me patiently

and it waits to feel my body

on the ocean floor

the tears and rain both hit my face

as i lay on the deck and wait

to drown.



i am washing the splinters from within

my heart and i scream as it pumps

i let my lungs fill with water

as the broken bath tub leaks.