i am
worn smooth and clean
i drift
from place to place

i cant
stay
i float
away

i drift
peacefully

i battle
the angry rapids

i float
into others
get hung up for a while

i want
what every other
wants

i want to be washed ashore
nothing left
nowhere to be
nothing to lose

i want to be worn smooth
and clean and paled by the sun

i want someone to see me
on the shore
gleaming in the sun

*i want them to take me
home and make something of me
because im not making anything of myself