impermanence
the ins
and outs
of my
un-do-ing
are lost to me
when out
at
sea
i
catch
a glimpse
of myself
in the
water coming at me
like waves
as
soon each
and i
d i s a p p e a r and
a
new
a d i f f e r e n t
one
is here
This poem is about:
Me
Our world