we swim in dark waters
under storm-black skies
the sound of waves
disguising the direction
of land
sightless
we grasp buoys and anchors
with our hands
unable to discern them
from one another
under the water
there is no sky
and you must sink
to stand again
this is the way
this is the way
this is the way
Words and Feathers 
The last three lines take me back to when I was swimming in a lake. There were birds flying overhead. I was in my back in the water. The birds’ cawing sounded as if they were repeating the words, “Prepare for Armageddon.” They said this a few times.
Flash forward to the Trump presidency! Chills, baby. Chills.
Stupid birds! They should have been more specific.
lol! Really — they could’ve crapped in the shape of Trump’s head or something. Damn.
How could you tell the difference?
😆 Good point!
Especially if they just ate cheetos.
😜😆