this water doesn't flow
as the rain continues falling
I'm caught in the undertow
I am in way over my head now
the pump works way too slow
no place for it to drain to
no place for it to go
over six feet deep and rising
this water doesn't flow
once more I slip down
extinguishing the afterglow
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License
1 comment:
Intriguing metaphors. I am always a sucker for undertow imagery.
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