The Winds blew Cuts into my Skin   as I woke up just drifting aimless;   Water, Water everywhere, but not a Drop to drink.      I swim exhausted reeling Streams,   all Past erased, a jerking Nameless;   Water, Water everywhere and several Miles to sink.      Watching for Ships somewhere passing   or Islands touching the Edge of the Sea.   Moving to resist this Pulling,   a downward-grooving Drown Symphony      Water, Water everywhere...      The Wind brought Sound of Men on Board,   a Vessel-Sign so hopeful flickering;   All around & all around, but nowhere Ships to see.      Waves & Skies so endless Lord,   Vessel-Noise and Voices raving.   From deep down they call my Name   and there I sink and sink...