By the time you interrupted my existence,
I was already so weak that I was ready
Ready to fall into the first mirage
Of a prince waiting to charm his way into an unfortified psyche
By the time your fingers brushed my lips,
they were already in sub-Saharan state,
Ready to be revived by the first
drop of poison to touch them,
then to be swallowed into the shallow place
that my soul had become.
By the time you pressed your body against mine,
I was already an unwillingly willing, unwitting
lamb to the slaughter,
Pliant and ready for all the ways
you intended to mar my within.
By the time you came,
You left in your wake a jilted girl,
drugged up on your brand of cocaine,
Ready to be administered with just one more shot
By the time you made your exit,
I came to the reality that out of
deprivation was born a longing for a deep and lasting connection.
But I let you, and you entered ready
Ready to leave only dusty traces of blue,
Staining my face, my fingers, my spirit and my heart
With your carbon copy.
I look at the blue ocean with its carbon dioxide
It thrusts with releasing greenhouse gases burning fossils
So dense as it gets colder
Cargo ships want to float and not get older.
I remembered crossing the Atlantic Ocean
And thought of the salinity and winds so strong
The rain started splashing on the plane glass
I got confused and thought it was vapour coming in fast.
'There is only one big ocean on the earth
Many basins, Indian, southern, Arctic and the rest is dirt
Carbon is broken down to form shells and skeletal parts
While tectonic activity below the land it wants to carve.
Global changes, El Nino and La Nina impacts the weather
The warm sea air becomes like feather
Million of life species are in its cradle
As I write with the pen this ocean fable.