The Lover Compareth his State to a Shit in Perilous Storm Tossed on the Sea

Author: WithOutRealDefinitionS /

no ships to protect
this lump
of coal.

Chewed up,
digested,
forgotten.

Cast off into a leaky abyss,
forced to mingle,
forced to dilute,
forced to merge.

lost himself
within others
with others
without himself.

But I will return.
I have returned,
and though forgotten,
I do not care.

One little shit cannot fight the strength
of one massive wave.
So I tear myself apart,
and put myself back together.

then, I return.
Digest me again.