You pull me
                        D
                            O
                               W
                                   N
My mind says no
but my body is agreeing to your ripping claws
poisonous tendrils
nematocysts
I can only see you in the right light
translucency blending in the oceans tide
where I am
                D
                  R
                    O
                     W
                       N
                         I
                          N
                           G
                         I want to be saved
here comes the next wave
I go under again
Down to the bottom to never be
                                                        F
                                                          O
                                                            U
                                                              N
                                                                D
A gurgling bubbling twisted crown
the only tiny remaining

S
  O
    U
      N
         D
As it hits the silent sandy ocean bottom.

Cherie Nolan © 2016