perpetual wisdom and a truth about me
im lonely and floundering in
a world not my home
surrounded by fish
wishing to swallow me whole
im a barnacle on the bottom
of a dredging ship
making way for those
that come after me.
I don't know them
neither do they me
I am an invisible guide
not often thought about
if ever at all
but making way
for unknowing souls is what i do
Carry the burdens
of a black spot
on a pumping beating heart
long ago broken and cracked.
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