Overboard
by D. K. Sterling

Into the forsaken
pretending not to see
the ragged edges
that lie in wait
I flow...

the hard rock truth
that aches
to skin my knees
and blacken my eyes-
ignored.

Blindness becomes me
stupidity has hung me
over the brink;

each time I find myself
thirsty to prove he is more
than lust and bone,
vanity and blood...

raging appetite.