AT THE BOTTOM OF THE SEA
the cabin I once graced
now lies
at the bottom of the sea
seems it was something
of a cursed vessel
and where I am now
this semi-desert
an inland ocean once
paleontology
has determined
in the long long view
that tingle tremble
beneath your feet
may
at the end of the day
be a matter truly
tectonic
I almost drowned
on a ship
in sea water
the day before
it docked in harbour
thought I could swim
just sail majestically
across the water
me being
most water
of all the water signs
sank
like a stone, a thing
of lead
thought wrong
somehow feel that this is
not the last
episode in
an ongoing saga
me,
and the bottom of the sea
