Down and down, slowly dropping -
- And at first it was softly soothing
Gently cruising. Until I fell
Sharply, next to a looming wreck
Boasting blossoming sails in bloom
Billowing in the murky darkness
Till I was surrounded; by the creeping shadows
Trying to escape upwards, I was engulfed
Sails wetly floating overhead
I clawed through back to open sky
To lie; flat on my back
Aligned, between two flat planes
Of sky and water
But it was lurking underneath
Always watching, waiting
So you wake up
Screaming, really screaming
Clutching for a strangers sympathetic hand
To stop you falling back down, and down
Slowly dropping -
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