i'm a submariner now.
i'm deep below the surface
of the roiling sea.
my periscope is down.
i'm hunkered in.
encased in the metal tube
full of air,
water, food.
i'm in my bunk, swaying
to the gentle
roll of the ocean.
i'm part fish, part crab,
part whale.
i'm growing fins
and gills.
i'm a submariner trying
to forget about land,
about the life
I had.
Thursday, August 30, 2018
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