Quidam's View

No Life Preserver This Time

by Colleen Barry
Written 12-19-05

Drowning alone.

No encouragement to swim on my own.

 

Up to my eyes in water,

Cement blocks ‘round my feet…

And I’m still sinking,

Falling deep.

Slowly fading as I drift, thinking:

 

Someone stop this nonsense.

Drain this well I fell in.

Grab my wrist and hoist me onto

The raft you float aloft in.

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