my arms strengthless,
as if steel rods are implanted
piercing numbness, when
i try to clench my fists, an acute
reminder of the events of yesterday

out at sea, under the mercy of
choppy blackish waves and sunburning skin,
i tried darnest to stand upright
i grined smugly for five seconds, then
Poof!
the magic's gone and off i fell,
headfirst into the waters

Too late to conceal my grin,
i drank (too much) salt water
It poached my sense of well-being,
left me shrivelled, dying of thirst

alone in the middle of nowhere,
(let's ignore technicalities here)
caught up in the marvels of
the benevolent sun, waving trees
and the occassional plane,
i felt liberated and stress-free,
contributed to the waters(read: peed)
and anxiously waited for
the boat to come around
to allow me the chance
to
F
A
L
L
again ...