Jackson Dunn, Westwood High School (Austin, TX)
Beneath the crest of white tipped waves;
Long deeply watered, long sailor's grave:
“The kingdom of the sea”
Oh briney depths I sink to thee;
Twinkling lights, from above, from below
the cities of the living and dead all aglow
Between two distant worlds, not drowned, neither live;
Endlessly searching for truths that I know I cannot find.
I float silently, down to bottom sound,
To the drowning depths of my own black doom.
Like the wind of one's words, I fall, in the gathering gloom.