DID YOU SAY CLOWN OR DROWN

I aimed my eyes essentially to the east
While trying to escape a beast
I looked to the sanctimonious sea
With waves intent on drowning me

I heard some underwater creatures having a discussion
And with every word I understood each repercussion
They said there is a consequence to every action we consign
While I relegate to yesterday that which used to be mine

I had a staring contest with a blinding sun
And to me it mattered not who lost or won
I looked at my mast and realized it had cracked
And at that moment I realized drowning was a matter of fact

I looked behind to yesterday
And didn’t care very much for what it had to say
Over the years I’ve considered ashes and/or graves
But I never, for one moment, thought my headstone would become these watery and wicked waves
© 2011.… Phreepoetree ~free cee!~