The Wave
Crushed beneath the rubble like minutiae of
Life
He frees a hand with some effort
Pushes through the
Complex layers
&
Waves
Desperately hoping for assistance
People passing
See the hand and unsurprisingly are
Somewhat bemused but have no idea
What to make of it
So erring on the side of caution and
Uncertainty they do the only thing
Which seems to make sense
They shake it