I deny the somber fisher's dream As I dissolve between the boat's cracks. I cast a line into the deep sea And wait for a bite Or cautious nibble From a bright but unsuspecting maw Drowned within a maze of unfathomability. The doldrums that run across these waters Cause sails to fail in the tepid and salty air.
I cannot discern why this crystal still sea Ripples only at my command Its steel-silver and ebon surface Submissive to the heat of my skin. It clings to me, desperate Yet denies me the comfort Of a cool and deliberate closure Trapped infinitely within the embrace Of its cruel reflection.