Not Waving but DrowningBy Stevie SmithNobody heard 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 always loved larkingAnd now he’s deadIt 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.Perhaps you are walking around this Christmas with a happy mask - but you are actually much to far out all your life, and not waving but drowning. Then I have a piece of poetry for you. 

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