marble statues of my gods
voluntarily shatter into the sea
as my naiveté dives
for blackened pearls
my siren tail dances
amidst sargasso netting
i could die happily
breathing sea water
those standing upon the shore
casting hooks
screaming do not save her
have never bothered
to know me
One reply on “island ruins”
literally sighing here,,,what magical writing…I can hear the water