Poem – Locus

Dive in deeply.

Murky waters

Will conceal your real purpose.

Dive in deeper.

Murky waters

Will reveal your real purpose.           

 

Breath in slowly.

Murky waters

Fills your lungs with your own slaughter.

 

And you fear

That I’ll vanish.

Leave you to pick up the rubbish.

 

And I hear

That you’ll vanish

From my hands, you slimy catfish.

 

Breath in slowly.

Slimy locus

Fills your head yet you can’t focus.

 

I can hear.

I am certain.

But I’m scared to drop the curtain.

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