The Winds blew Cuts into my Skin 

as I woke up just drifting aimless; 

Water, Water everywhere, but not a Drop to drink. 



I swim exhausted reeling Streams, 

all Past erased, a jerking Nameless; 

Water, Water everywhere and several Miles to sink. 



Watching for Ships somewhere passing 

or Islands touching the Edge of the Sea. 

Moving to resist this Pulling, 

a downward-grooving Drown Symphony 



Water, Water everywhere... 



The Wind brought Sound of Men on Board, 

a Vessel-Sign so hopeful flickering; 

All around & all around, but nowhere Ships to see. 



Waves & Skies so endless Lord, 

Vessel-Noise and Voices raving. 

From deep down they call my Name 

and there I sink and sink...