Leaves

I am but a leaf,
and amidst a puddle of an ocean.
One that I just cant seem to stay afloat of.
perfectly flawed,
Little holes crawl along
Little veins
Letting (all) the water push through me, and
over me.
The waves threaten to topple me,
engulf me.
I’m not quite the sunken battleship,
because
I’m only half way there.


13/11/2008
17/2/2009