shipwrecks on the sea
the bermuda triangle
as far as the eye can see
salt city in our view
the ocean is mysterious as well as you
the sky turns a dark dour hue
crash bang boom
the tide, the waves hit against the ships wooden exterior
acerbic impact like the taste of sea water left on my tongue from the oceans kiss
time warps
delusion and confusion
“where are we?”
the captain inquires heretofore we were sailing to shore
“who are we?”
vortex vorticose
we sink
feast one’s eyes at the watery waste above us
The taste of that brackish kiss once again
submerging my lungs, the sea is deadly.