Am I throwing ropes of words

To drowning men in the sea

Or are those ropes

Being thrown out to me

You write for so long

You forget who you’re trying to save

As you look to the waters

Bursting with bodies

You just do your best

And you try to be brave

And you weave more cords

Because it’s all you know

And so you throw and you throw and you throw

Crushing wet fibre into skin

With some small hope

you may drag your own body in