Stranded

hopelessness....

Stranded:

my strength

my strength is limited 

when I'm lost at sea

with no boat

with nothing to grab a

hold to

nothing but

the water

and my arms

and legs

struggle to keep

my head above

the cold water and

I LAUGH

sometimes

when I feel

the fish 

tickle my naked

feet

biting

at my

toes

and all

at once

I realize I have a phone in my pocket

and I take it out of the dead water

and give you a call

my last call

and I say

I need your help

I'm stranded in the middle

of an

ocean

and you say 

I'm sorry

but if I come

save you

the ocean will 

electrocute

us

you hang up

and the static 

voice 

that lingers

wet in my ears,

wet in my eyes, 

the voice 

apologizes

Reviews

[Naraly Godinez]

what a terrible poem !!!!!
and by terrible I mean fabulous!!
it was simple direct, meaningless to the naked eye, meaningful to the naked soul.
I love it

[Chadvonswan]

Thanks, Naraly!!