Saturday, 23 March 2019

WEEPING INHERENTLY DESPERATE

MEDITATE UNDER THE SEA
I SIGH
ECHOING                                                   
WITHIN SIGHT
SURROUNDING SANDS GLISTEN
ON THE OCEAN FLOOR 
I CRAWL

INTO THE ARMS OF NIRVANA 
I AM BLISS
AND HAVE ALWAYS BEEN
SUFFERING
CLUTCHES
UNTO THEE
HARSHER EVEN

BIRTHED BURDEN BREEDS BURDEN 
A BUTCHER WAILS
IN THE MISTIEST OF FLESH 
BLISTERING LIQUOR  
COLOURS THE BLUE
FROM AFAR
PREY UNLEASHES PRAYER

IT IS NOT FAIR 
THE SIREN THAT FUMBLES
IS AS FICKLE AS THE APPETITE
THAT OPERATES 
ON THE SHORE 
A WHALE FLUTTERS
EVEN HARSHER