Wednesday, 25 February 2015


I dream of the sea

That shushing sound
Rolling off the tongues of the waves
As they lap the shoreline

That salty taste
Crusting the tips of the breezes
As they flavour the air

I dream of the sea

As it hugs me deeper
Into its currents of sleep
Crashing me into joint waves
Of hope and despair

I dream of the seabed

Jagged rocks mattressing themselves
Into crushed remnants
Of worlds long dead

The sea sings to me

In my lullaby stupor
Overcoming me with its dark embrace
And drowning me
In another waking night

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