Literature
Deep Blue Swell
I used to stand on the edge
of a cliff,
stripped bare,
from fingertips to toes.
I used to gaze into the deep
blue swell,
shivering cold, yet
strangely unaware,
I could have stood for days...
I used to wonder when my
bare body would fall,
leaving this northern cliff,
tumbling, spiralling
into the depths of the
deep blue swell.
I used to dream
of the day I'd let go
become immersed and
sink, sink sink...
Into the deep blue swell.