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Going Under

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By K.B. Silver Published 4 months ago Updated 4 months ago 1 min read
Going Under
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I’ll

Drown the

Icy seas

In fire and slag

Evaporate the

Sweltering land, vapor

Clouds infuse the atmosphere

Poisonous dread infects all near

As they flee in fear to higher ground

Sailors lashed to their splintering masts

Let the surf shake the anchor loose

Ropes unsung slip into my

Aquatic realm, currents

Sweep all fears away

Deafening roar

Nebulous

Tides sweep

Stiffs

Back

To shore

Dash yourself

On my rocks and

Be desolated

No more. Everything you've

Hoped or dreamed floats within reach

Tangled in seaweed tentacles

Enraptured, sink to the sandy depths

Don't fear the ever-black murkiness

Remain calm when you percieve my

Short echolocating shrieks

Pump your arms and fins with

Every joule fueling

Muscles filled with

Frozen dread

Shifting

Temps

And

Water

Density

Still you're blinded

Gone unseen. Hitting

A bump in the gulf stream

Snagged by my immortal, red

Seer's thread, flounder in the deepest

Shoals, penetrate my Nereid sphere

K.B. Silver

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About the Creator

K.B. Silver

K.B. Silver has poems published in magazine Wishbone Words, and lit journals: Sheepshead Review, New Note Poetry, Twisted Vine, Avant Appa[achia, Plants and Poetry, recordings in Stanza Cannon, and pieces in Wingless Dreamer anthologies.

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    Written by K.B. Silver