Detox

— Nick Butterfield

More than once the lure was taken.
It was OK then to rise to the top
From the darkness below…

like a bottom feeder, a small shark
Who’s glowing green eyes collapsed
When pulled to the surface too quickly.

& now is the soul,
covered by a sea of kelp
Where Sun gives no clue of time,
up or down.

Eyes brighter, from
Being down so deep.

It is the lightness
at the bottom
Where I begin
to see.

 

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