Swim until you can’t see land – Frightened Rabbits

by practicalspactical

Scott Hutchinson

We salute at the threshold of the North Sea in my mind
And the nautical board-man that drove me here
to  the tide and swim
— I swim — swim —

So swim until you can’t see land
Are you a man or are you a bag of sand?

Up to my knees now, do I wait? Do I dive?
The sea has seen my like before though it’s my 

Swim until you can’t see land
Are you a man or are you a bag of sand?

Now the water’s taller than me
And the land is a marker line
All I am is a body adrift in water, salt and sky

Swim until you can’t see land
Are you a man or are you a bag of sand?