She was the only sea I saw
on that primed and wet black canvas night,
and all things seemed ship shaped, yet
I was trawled, netted and pulled
with gasping gills, into her warm damp hold,
dream deep in the salt-sprayed plunging course
of a leaking wayward vessel,
submerged and tossed in a surging swell,
her wild blue ocean eyes saw me
stripped naked, as she engulfed...devoured...
then swallowed me whole.
driftwood
bones
pearl heart
waterwings : )
sea legs...and all!
