Adrift

In restless waters a pebble stirs,
     a thousand thumbs at work upon its shape,

buffeted by the shifting currents,
     thrust through rusting shafts, tumbling,

flung like copper down a well,
     so that it can not rest

its tired lump upon the shoal
     or find a home there

among the silent drifting motes,
     ensconced in some conch corridor,

and let the waves slip
     over in their ever-breaking tide.

For even there it chafes
     against the nacre,

obeying the rhythm
     of its deep-sea chamber.

Liebestraum by u/cela_

Stalemate by u/itisoktodance