Gasping

you are with the remnants of a great wave,

sea foam

and there’s the sea spread out behind you

 

the sea that is your life

with all it’s colors

a mile or two

below the the surface

 

when the waters rock the boat

that has the strength of a raft

you and this white foam

are thrown onto sand

 

splintered, salty,

sad

wet

gasping

 

your life is the ocean

a place you cannot breathe.

 

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