The Bends

A chatter box skips
between grainy static blips
  And I am  slow  to   lower
                       the volume
                       below
                       this liquid staircase

     I descend an icy shade
     a world encompassing
                 my mind state
             visions like decisions made
                           in haste, by fate
                                       in rage
 
      There’s an unknown king
                       from a far-away land
           stowing love letters I don’t read in my carbon
              black/ aquablue neoprene                                                                               pocket &
               
                   while you may fumble over
           accidental  drivel                                     &          
           my mindless
                                   rigmarole

[searching for that lost gold]

   I dive low, just so, to
                            avoid your aim
                    please don’t follow, spare
                                   my hyperbaric
                                         chamber
                                     

You may look too hard

faint underwater

& I guarantee
                     you’ll drown

–LM
                      


    
                      

10 thoughts on “The Bends

  1. This was such a gorgeous piece, Lauren! ❤
    'There’s an unknown king // from a far-away land // stowing love letters I don’t read in my carbon
    // black/ aquablue neoprene' and 'I dive low, just so, to // avoid your aim'
    Some wonderful parallels with gracefully avoiding unwanted attention from people way out of their depth. Beautifully imagined! 😀

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