Unsatiated; squatting on a raft at sea,
squinted eyes searching the horizon
while the soft sound of the shifting sands
echoes through the salt to surface.
Perforated thoughts torn and thrashing;
jerked from the dark cool depths;
lured by the frantic frenzy
of wriggling emotions; gorging on
the hook of desperation; choking
gasping grabbed by the filthy hands
of madness and stuffed bleeding-
down the raw toothed maw of insanity.
Staring at myself muddled by
lapping waves; gently rocking
the unseen stillborn beast
that I catch in the depths
trapped, all one can do is wait.
Siren's discord, sweet and slow,
unceasing, unyielding, unrelenting-
bubbles rise; looking up,
a figure, on a raft, a fading
silhouette against the twilit