sunbathing
on a raft
drifting endlessly
through
thoughts
of
self destruction.
no direction
to
follow.
the
fluctuating
currents
taking
control,
no mercy.
the sun
peeling
my
skin
back.
(7-04-1973)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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no direction to follow. the fluctuating...Taking turn and peeling sun is very amazing to describe conflict in this amazing poem.10