Poetry

Drifting/Collaboration, Part 9

Drifting

Lying flat so that

No one can see me

Hiding

Maybe Aquaman will save me

Or I’ll be shot in the back of the head

(Poor Fredo!)

In either case,

I’ll be put out of my misery

Stop

I know neither of these will happen

Nor do I want them to

I must save myself

When I have the energy…

For now, I’ll lie here

Drifting

Watching the fog

Making shapes out of clouds

Waiting for the sun to peek out

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Photo by C. Elizabeth Cooper

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