PLANKTON

I guess it was decided
for me,
to hide what's underneath the surface.
to float beneath what's left.
I stick around,
I sink under
like plankton
pushed back and forth through the lazy currents
no one really cares
no one really sees.
What whales do notice
most people can't.
Ironic, you'd think
that it takes something so big
to notice something so small.
But like cetaceans gliding through the water
I have no control
over the place I am in
or the places I'll see.
My fate in the hands of the ocean.
My life drifting in the sea.