Seaweeds tied my two feet into the bark of ocean tree
Looked up to see my shuttle-ship turned to skeletal remains
with rainbow fishes within
And in my right a troupe of turtles
murmuring with sea water hymns
And I heard the odd looking mermaids
as they recite my lousy poems of grief
This is a tale but I am not a fairy, not a princess nor a lady
When in reality I cannot swim
And the sands by the oceans are made of rough gravel seeds
I have ****** scratches all over as I watched a sunset--no sun in it
Out of all my shortcomings
I have in me a bruised distorted "geest"
And it coloured the gravels white, purple to the sunless sky
My feet imagined its wings
and I'm in this dreamless deep brine
Jan 19, 2019
Jan 19, 2019 at 9:54 PM UTC
Seaweeds tied my two feet into the bark of ocean tree
Looked up to see my shuttle-ship turned to skeletal remains
with rainbow fishes within
And in my right a troupe of turtles
murmuring with sea water hymns
And I heard the odd looking mermaids
as they recite my lousy poems of grief
This is a tale but I am not a fairy, not a princess nor a lady
When in reality I cannot swim
And the sands by the oceans are made of rough gravel seeds
I have ****** scratches all over as I watched a sunset--no sun in it
Out of all my shortcomings
I have in me a bruised distorted "geest"
And it coloured the gravels white, purple to the sunless sky
My feet imagined its wings
and I'm in this dreamless deep brine
