The ocean breathes its heaving
blue chest pushing in and out.
White foam capped waves crash
like ziljin cymbols around her ankles
the shore rises and receeds. There is a face,
a woman on the ocean floor.
Seals like lice crawl in her seaweed hair.
Her eyes are vulcanos her lips sunken
ships and cities of gold that were drowned
when the earth was new. The titanic is her lover
the ice her coldest sholder. She breathes
the tides fall and waves crash at your ankles like ziljin cymbols.
blue chest pushing in and out.
White foam capped waves crash
like ziljin cymbols around her ankles
the shore rises and receeds. There is a face,
a woman on the ocean floor.
Seals like lice crawl in her seaweed hair.
Her eyes are vulcanos her lips sunken
ships and cities of gold that were drowned
when the earth was new. The titanic is her lover
the ice her coldest sholder. She breathes
the tides fall and waves crash at your ankles like ziljin cymbols.