The Lagoon of Longing
A Creature from the Black Lagoon's Abecedarian
Amazon jungles are lush and fragrant
Black is the lagoon therein where I dwell
Curious humans disrupted my life there
Eager to trace ancient bones to their source
Far from them, I swam and fished, contented
Gods older than time kept me safe from harm
Hunt me did the humans, greedy and vain
Into the water, they followed my form
Joking I thought they were, fragile and slow
Killing a few was elementary
Looking at me scared the twits half to death!
More, bearing firearms, soon would follow
Never before had I fought flying lead
Overwhelmed by their blazing aggression
Piscine were my instincts: I dove down deep
Question their victory, they would never
Rejoice and retreat did they, as I’d hoped
Safe and secure once more, I soon surfaced
Tormented was I by memories clear
Unknown to me was lust for a woman
Visited by one, I learned rapidly
Would that I had known how to speak to her
X-out her fair form from my mind, I can’t
Yearning unrequited I know well now
Zoophiles exist; perhaps she is one?
About the Creator
D. J. Reddall
I write because my time is limited and my imagination is not.
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