Swim Deeper

August 3, 2015

I’ve fallen into black waters deep

Like slaughtered sheep, the shadows sleep

Here where the ghosts of sailors loom

In the desolate glow of a malevolent moon

I wake in the wonder of dying dreams

And my touch is live like electric beams

I want to reach your life from the tomb

The breaking water from her open womb, 
You have heard the cry of the dying sleeper

You swim so far, but you must swim deeper