Lost Not Foundby
Man_Called_HorseComment by KaDi: Beautiful and well-titled!
It reminds me of a poem by Stevie Smith:
"Not Waving But Drowning"
Nobody hear him, the dead man,
But still he lay moaning:
I was much further out than you thought
And not waving but drowning.
Poor chap, he alway loved larking
And now he's dead
It must have been too cold for him his heart gave way,
They said.
Oh, no no no, it was too cold always
(Still the dead one lay moaning)
I was much too far out all my life
And not waving but drowning.