Sargasso Sea

adrift in a sea.

bound on each side

by natural elements

and waters i can't control.

gulf stream.

north atlantic current.

canary current.

north atlantic equatorial current.

a fluid box 

holds me in.

how am i supposed

to get anywhere?

i lay like sargassum

on the surface,

languidly and lazily

soaking up my vitamin d,

praying for a sailor

or scientist

to haul himself out here.

sample me!
pull my prokaryote body
up and stuff my hair
into a vial for further study.

i can't breakthrough
on my own.

i can see no shores.

i am a sea without shores,

but i can SEE

below.

all truths are

visible in the bowels

of the mother.

she shows me man's garbage
and clarifies my vision
so i miss nothing.