The waves inside me
would sway you like kelp.
Until you drown or drift.
My tide of words will
lure you in like the
sand ***** buried under
My water line of process
would confuse you and
keep you fearing for the worst.
But please, drown in me.
Iʻd like to claim you
as my own sunken ship.
A treasure people wonʻt know
Unless they dive in deeper too.