fractious, slouching, peony-headed
full belly a-rumbling
belching to Denham Island
groaning under duress of cargo
lit up like the proverbial
straining against the pylons
a Lovecraft apparition
summoned from waters immemorial
season-bound with tides
that defeat the weak
returning for some time now
since Hall was murdered
but that’s not your story
oblivious to the quickening slide
you rock-a-bye, rock-a-bye
even when you’re empty
lying in wait with your crocodile mates
slit-eyed dreaming of warm shapes
to drag down and leave to soften
About the Creator
Christopher Francis
I began writing as a child, continued as an adult and worked briefly as a professional. Literature and music were and are my passions. Then life got in the way. Now, at 66 they have returned and I am giving them my full attention. Ta da.
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