There’s not much to do
now besides float out to sea
on current and time

Missing a view
more than a place once called home,
vanishing dreams

Ankles tremble
as wire sways and safety
net must retract

About andrewwhiting

A sentimental and sarcastic poet, lover of language, traveling and nature (not a fan of the Oxford comma).
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