Lost and Found at Sea

© Matthew Word Bain

parked in an alley, far from the shore
well aware I am out of my element
REO here has wheels to roll on
and only wants a tractor
but traction does me no good
it only exacerbates friction
I need the smooth liquid
for which I am made
upon which I can float
in which context I can glide
until I am buoyed aloft again
I will continue dreaming of home