"The Sinking Ship" by Mark Bryan

 

Angel Look

Rapture of the Deep

Underneath waves

under silver pelts issuing

undulating invitations

you go down

below

beneath

then further than light reaches

 

clearly this is too far

 

still you swim

tanks full of confidence

dive deeper

alone now

the others have all gone

having retained their

sensibilities

 

the water nymphs have found you

the nixies and mermaids

swim spirals around your limbs

your head

your hands are tangled

with their seaweed strands

you can no longer feel

 

benumbed

you swim in hypnotic circles

anesthetic stupor becomes

euphoria

 

you are in love with this dark place

float insensible

forget you have no gills

 

 

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Bio:

Angel Look is a poet, a dream worker, and a maternity nurse who lives close to the sea in Monterey, California.

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