Alone and with no help in sight I struggled
in desperation and exhaustion,
bringing to bear my knowledge and energy.
Stay calm. Swim with the current.
But I was getting cold, my body nearing hypothermia.
I have always followed the rules and
I most certainly couldn't disobey this time.
After all, the sign clearly said…
This is a Flash Fiction Friday 55.
If you want to know what the hell that means visit g-man. The challenge is on.
Or Try my Sunday 160.