Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jul 2023
Dreamt of being awash in arms
that were neither mine nor
belonged to mine
But that slid behind me
as a pulsing, licentious
sea mine

Am I sea glass?

Am I a wishy-washy shellfish
On any masculine sea-floor?

Am I silly ocean foam?
[08-2017]
Written by
Shayla V
80
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems