Surprise Surprise - N0 Sup! Prize. Poem by sean north

Every wind that blew
has pushed a, me
in some direction

sO, i mISsEd thE coNnEcTiOn

No compass
No map
No backpack

Life can seem a lot like an
always ongoing completely
indiscreet.disection.

nEvEr dO, ReaCh iNto peRfecTiOn

No blades
No needles
No scars

As every wave in every sea
has washed itself
within, a me.

aNd wE haVe feLt It's inSuRecTioN

No air
No mercy
No love

Till you reach the shore
to swim no more
and stand in resurrection

No watch
No date
No surprise