PROFOUND

PROFOUND

locked and loaded
you heart is chambered
with a single round

deep beneath those waves
I hear all echoes
of those pressures

the music of
that trio who drowned
as the deck slunk downwards
opened to ocean

and we
     so open there

who will ever
surface to speak
of what we have become

commerce with this
so ruled and regulated

of
all our undertakings
without doubt the most profound
(and word
     wheree there is little choice
save love ot hate
the completeness of sound)

completeness
       and dare I say finality
of its sound