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...
 
 
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