Nights in Neptune
~Quietly floating atop the rolling fabric of navy
Blue like the absence of oxygen in the veins
Tracing a trajectory charted and discovered,
Re-charted and rediscovered,
I spend the nights in Neptune.
I find an uneasy peace as daybreak cracks and attacks the ice
But the deep fissures fuse ever stronger.
The ocean lulls my corpus into a drowsy state
As my restless mind rages against the Sirens’ caress.
But the embrace becomes a death’s grip
And the nights in Neptune intrude upon and merge into the day.~