WHERE THE TIDE LEADS

Upon the stirring,
muddy waters
of affliction’s gushing gale
i float on an endless course
to isle’s imagined
while dreaming of life preserver
surety
that is a visit
from my youth.
There is only
the tyrant current
guiding my treading soul.
Leading it
by fate and fortune
along a tide
where life has no pride.
For drowning
is a danger
no matter how well
you can swim.