Swearing Off ... again

Swearing Off ... again
By Richard Fewell

Sinking

slowly

(5th time down)...
The fish do not want me,

they stare accusingly,

at this intruder,
a bizarre blow/fish/man

soaring downward

like a wrong/way balloon

in an up/side/

down world...
Barnacles anchor me

crawfish scoot away

sand exhausting in my eyes,

clams pinch my toes (there's

a fire in the water!)...
Seaplants slap my bulging jaws, and

in the shroud of octopus dye

I see that

nobody came
to my funeral

nobody came!
Lungs screaming

blue gospels
I float back

to the hell above
air lights

leading the way ...

© Copyright 1993, Richard Fewell, All Rights Reserved.

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