Not To Be Used As
See, I am not here
I am froZen, suspended
A pea in a packet
A spaceman in an escape pod
I am not breathing, much
Be my life support
Arrest me, terrestrial me
I got my hands up
And I’ll be dangling on that rope
Swinging, sink or swimming
Drowning in a sea of hope
See, I am not surfacing
Be my floatation device
September 2010 Derek Wilson