Drenched in the sweat of the victim’s last downpour
Seeking the air that is hidden from view
Pacing a dock that extends past the ocean
Turning off dreams that are passed off as new
Chasing a wave till it runs out of water
Wrapping a cloud as a cloak on my skin
Jumping in deep, caught on anchors now falling
Feeling the sea fill my lungs once again
Gasping for breath that is sold on the boardwalk
Gazing above as the sun licks the ground
Washed up on shore with a note in a bottle
Thoughts swept away out of all that is found