Poem

Whatever Causes Us To Break The Silence

The Captain just stood there,
shrugged deep with fear.
The course we were plotting,
just began to unstitch, unravelling.

So many years of blind preparation,
and now we're sinking at our stations.
3 years to date,
can this be our fate??

No one said a word,
do you dare break the silence?
We all knew the score,
God damn that cheap science!

It had gotten us lost,
the course was a cost.
Fathom deep screamed the triumph,
for the sea won again.

Down we must go,
like a quivering, lead heart.
Down we just dive,
like a shuddering cheap tart.

It's almost now over,
a few months and we're gone.
Back to the town of 'cheap ruin',
from which whence we came.

I stared deep into her eyes,
there was only death there.
The fear caused her madness,
with a loud cry of despair.

So we shook out our fists,
and rang the doom bells.
The sea one more time,
signalled by our knell.

With the thrust of the flesh,
all salty and wet.
Pursed my lips one last time,
in the flood our tongues met.

The swell may it linger,
tore me limb from limb.
But now thats its over,
i can't feel anything but sin.

Cursed this skin that i'm in.

1/03/10