Dry

I feel bad because I'm dry -
I'm not like the rest
who live in the wet.
Floating in the ocean of
sameness, unity, ubiquity,
it seems
you all are and I'm without...
But is it really something
of which to be proud?
Maybe once or twice I've dabbled
(and dribbled), but
self- and sub-consciously,
I'm worried that it's not enough
and that it's not me.
And other times I feel
the inconceivable urge
to be ubiquitous,
and take a dip, too.