Sweet Dreams
no horizon
seas starved sky bleak
abyss where tubed monsters victims seek
thoughts like serpents
regrets black orcs
airless tides of fear where no one talks
scaly remorse
shoals of regrets
but no sane fisherfolk cast their nets
carnivorous,
my flotsam of shame
spins round whirlpools without a name
encased in lead
how can lungs breathe
at depths where sucking starfish seethe?
tentacles rear
krakens waking
ocean graveyard of this devil's making
the dream's the same
never changes
across my seabed some leviathan ranges
"try to wake now"
bright surface nears
I'm treading water in a brine of tears
jennifer Malden
Mon 25th Oct 2021 17:12
Again like the metaphor of the sea and its creatures. Great writing and lots of original use of words.
Jennifer