Open Water
Sep 6, 2018 · 1 min read

My cohort speeds by
from their wave
a wake ushers in
self deprecation
flashbacks of drowning
treading desperately
now seems futile
as sounds muffle
my eyes drift
captured in blue
sunny skies
I’m reminded
No hurry
while floating
effortlessly
seemingly content
trying to savor
every last moment
On this commute

