Thoughts Half-Submerged

Written by: iolanda Scripca

Missing  the Ocean of my Dreams
Got hooked on the Ephemeral Enigma...
Created was my own Universe in a man-made container
...Round but, Oh!... so Narrow...
My sooner or later corpse will become blue.
Ocean Blue???
or Black and blue...???
I rinse my brain with blue play-on-words
just to forget the Reality of seagulls dying in the sunset
prelude to the unavoidable fetal position...of Mortal Nakedness...