My Mariana

I put on the mask, and I thought I was swimming.
I thought the waves broke over me and I was under
Salt, lots of salt, salt and water and the sea and there she was,
     My
               god
     her nipples
               breaking the waves like
                    bottle-nose dolphins
there she was
And I forgot how to swim, sinking, sinking, a fleshly anchor down
Into Atlantis' churning depths, I'd burst my lungs from the pressure
Just to kiss
My Mariana and her deepest trench;
I'd glow and flash, crash my hips against the breakers,
Thrash against crusted barnacles until I
Offer the red tide of myself to some
     great white
               black-eyed
     Susan
               of a shark,
     smiling a dead man's grin (is it mine?)
Stretched over bloodless lips.
Just to kiss
My Mariana and her deepest trench.

I put on the mask, and I thought,
If I just
Spit my teeth out to float like icebergs
I'd tear poor Titanic in half
Just to kiss
My Mariana and her deepest trench.

This poem © Gabriel Gadfly. Published Feb 13, 2010
  
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