Saturday, November 14, 2009

Just a poem

I swim in a sea of uncertainty
treading slowing when I get tired
I maneuver through the black waves
that come
upon
me
I am a strong swimmer,
that is the problem,
I have practiced
all
my
life
with each turn of my head
I fill my lungs with air
to return it to the depths
once more
once more
once more
once more
once more