Plunge - Exploring Brokenness: Poetry on Pain, Anger, and Human Flaws

Plunge

Cutting all
The lifelines.

Boats set adrift,
Heading toward nowhere.

A roiling sea
Gulping them whole.

You’re on your own
In this world.

Don’t expect us
To help you.

Sad spiraling
Plunge to the bottom.

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Poetry by Guy Farmer