Awash with memories.
Swimming in a passing sea.
Front crawling to sanity.
Buoyed by insanity.
Clawing to the no man is an island.
Fingers bent to the final solution.
Insoluble.
Who's journey but her own?
Who's island?
Awash with questions.
Splitting hairs.
Changing words.
Twisting.
Twisted.
Trussed up like a fat chicken.
Awash and swimming.
In all it's pimpled unplucked simplicity.