Poem 390

A lack of communication in this relationship …

Dream Of Drowning

You are on the shore
waving to me
patiently waiting for me to come in
but this is as close
as I can come
and you don't know

I shout out
but you just wave
you don't understand
there is a line behind the surf
I can't cross

the waves rebounding off the beach
push me back
strip my strength away in the cold
now it is more than I can do
to raise an arm
where you can see it

I am going back and away from you
ineffectually crawling in the water
while you listen to the radio
and cover up the sandwiches

the next time you see me
we won't recognise each other