As the night ages, as do I.
I find peace
swimming the ocean that is my head.
my tired mind runs over the clichés like
a whale surfacing for air.
I sit in my bed
thinking of the days
when I was captain of my vessel, Lady Luck.
as the name implies I tested just that, until  that is,
the storm that was you
came to capsize my ship.
Now, I swim with my debris
I've thusly named my new ship
The Lost Lady.