We swam under dusk
Faces lit by moonlight
Scavenging for scars
So bountiful they are.
I lost you in the coral
Guarded by ***** – threatening with
Their huge claws.
Eels flashing rows of white teeth,
Cutting tendons.
And I could not put up a fight
Swallowing the blood in my throat,
I ran.
My bare feet cut by shells and scales
My watery grave
This mockery of us.