Friday, 9 October 2015

Eroded

I feel eroded
Like an oxbow lake
Cut off from the main stream
That used to be
U-shaped
Changing current
Classic
Abrasion
Undercutting
Leaving sediment
Debris
Deposits on memory banks
Forgotten
Abandoned
Out of the loop
The river runs without me
Meandering
Into the future
Leaving me behind
Running water slows
To standing still
Fresh water
No longer flowing
Left alone
Turns stale and stagnant
Forming
The ox bow lake
A foetal cast off
Umbilical cord cut
Torn in transit
From the womb
Lying prone
Like a metal kidney dish
Holding
What has been removed
Dead
Torn from the body of water
Discarded
By the slow river of life
Seeking out the sea

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