April 2022 Collage Poem: Deep Sea Darkness
Trailing long shadows ache and dissolve,
I just want to live in the womb warm flames of flesh
Nineteen year old poet in the waiting room
Trains turn up, like ideas, with no sense of
Past, present or future
Hidden deep in the ocean bottom, to
Wait for another time, a better world.
The love train arrived as he gazed
At her tight behind
A massive attack of desperate confidence
Picks your mind clean
Shark is a shadow of his life
In florid flares and tone deaf shoes
With her glass cage all round her her she feels free,
The ghostly lines resound around this empty place.