“Drip” by Carson Grant

1.

No land in sight.

Yet the man didn’t turn back.

Sailing for days on end.

2.

The hot summer sun,

beating down on their backs.

A quick dip in the river.

Now back to work.

3.

4:00 am wake up,

Painfully thirsty.

Reach to the nightstand,

the glass is empty.

4.

Years go by as it drifts.

The boot washes ashore.

There it will remain,

Between two rotten logs.

5.

Waves colliding with the rocks.

Freezing spray drenching the shipwreck.

They sit shivering and praying.

6.

Without it you will die.

Too much, and you may drown.

Some places it’s out of sight,

Others it’s all around.

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