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The Black Ocean Beneath

Well versed in conversations with myselves. As I am dying I hope for one last distraction


Into the Deep Recedes

The Ocean Underneath

Anticipation, a constant companion
Never-quite-there is more than a carrot
Disappointments? impossible you see
I've my closest companions
Distraction or the little dolls
There is no letting go

Think a thought tinted with a dred
Not sure, a foreboding?
These chemicals sure talk funny
The thing happens, did I make it?
Is it pulling in from the future
Or it's seeping and leaking in

They say there is a deep ocean
Churning up bewitchments
And things of importance
It's do or die with no thoughtful
Intent, as the tides recede
My river ribboning underneath