Caught Poem by ivy skies

Caught



I'am caught a drift
In a sea of my own
Undoing in this foreign place
Overwhelmed and pullled under
By the sullen savior hero
The hurt jazz player
My solitary farther
Perfect in there own clever cliches
I'am awed by their own different identity
While i search for a title
Of my own making

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