Blue Hole

out of the blue you arrived not just the usual winter blues more like permafrost with icicles piercing all colour out of me until everything was black the dogs on my shoulder a pack of wild hounds haunting me down growling chewing digesting before there was no more prey to be sucked out of my life one of them in particular showed no mercy but wore the face of my ex a terrier and I was the rat in my nightmare a silent movie paused on its reel clockwork arrested in agony but death refused the call for endless loops would not retreat out of nowhere a petite woman arrived in an aquamarine dress with whistles and bells on her outfit she led me to a cerulean sofa took off my charcoal garments undressed what was to become she blew kisses and smiles onto my naked skin and painted flowers of hope in magenta and crimson with honeydew stems and forest green shoots the hole changed to whole in split seconds of passion kindness compassion and love lust for life if you want and hollowed depression out of the blue morphed from beneath our moans a young soulmate with a dolphin earring who also bore some tattoos on her skin but she calls it cinnamon bark now we howl with the wolves in tune with stellar composure more than once in a blue moon 23th May 2020