Manchester
Oct 23, 2022
i awaken, my cold head drips
the drips land east towards the sea
i feel my feet drift
the hazy pond i greet
weary moon and indigo shift
can i rest here?
how unbound is this abyss?
this day is slipping
she extends a hand
the submariner’s chance to lift
he climbs up
the hollow caving tree
he falls to a cove
into the storm
beneath water he dove
far down and sinking home
water vast, a planetary shelf
finding peace in drowning
it was always about himself