Incognito

you wake up to find

your body still

laying at the bottom of a boat. 

your palms flat

against the wood

cold and wet.

Yet you don’t move,

you can’t.

Then,

when it finally dawns on you

the vastness 

of the open air,

and engulfing sea,

you yell!

you shout!

you call for help!

Someone!

Anyone!

Then finally you realize,

your thoughts can’t scream

as loud as others’ voices.