Seasickness

Lingering nausea
The ferry is tossed around
like a salad
in the ceramic blue bowl
of the ocean
Up and down
the raging water pushes us
The boat is a toy in the hands of a small child
being shaken as the child laughs hysterically
Her chubby cerulean face
Emotionless, the ocean
Wide and long and never-ending
The boat pushes forward ever faster
Never noticing the evident discomfort
Of the passengers, who sit with sweaty hands
Plastered to the plastic seats
Faces strained and
Little beads of sweat dripping down their foreheads
Seasickness answers
to no one