You ever just wish you were a 23 foot long sleeper shark swimming in a deep ocean trench beyond the reach of sunlight?
beyond
the reach of the light
drifting
as slowly as death
sixgills
in the darkest depths
grip-saw teeth
and sandpaper skin
hunting
none know how
for copepods consume
their unseeing eyes
The songs of icebergs, the songs of the whales, the distant dark is calling.
The silence is roaring.
The pressure in that cold palace beyond the reach of ice and light.
@futurebird
thank you. this is so good.