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Eternal Drifter
by Stephen Watson
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I drift on a sea of surf;
But I am no Beach Boy
With companions many.
I am alone.

The ocean swells bathe me
In brine, bitter to my taste;
But I did not ask for this bath.
I am alone and shivering.

The curious swordfish stops
To stare, and with a flick
Of its tail hurries by:
On urgent business, I assume.
I am alone, again.

Seagulls swoop; indifferent
To my plaintive cries they peck
Absent-mindedly at my
Peeling skin, then fly for shore.
I am alone, again.

Condemned to spend my life
At sea; I must follow the map
Nature has decreed for me;

I am a lonely buoy.
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December 10, 2012
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