Hush-- I am adrift
as the waves
whisper their empty lullaby
and I crack.
The searing sun has sucked
the lifeblood from my lips--
and bitter air carries the salty sting
of sorrows meant to drown.
Anchorless I am unbound
as gulls' cackles sound from on high
and clouds bleach the blazing sky
-- am I to stay unfound?
