While spilling buckets of water
Into the ocean
to save the ship from drowning
You try and try
To pour your thoughts on paper
Spill by spill
Your body tiring, energy failing
Word by word
Why does the ship keep choking?
You ask no one
Panting and sobbing, streams of your
Tears and sweat
Praying and hoping, striving to stay
Live some more.
You hope you hope you hope
And write.
But the tides are way too strong.
Ship gives in.
Drowning and dying, so do you.
Hopeless, empty
you put your numb self on a wood
And endure
Until that too tires, into the blank waves
one last word.
One last verse. One last poem. One last.

A thousand more to come.