By Rei
How much time has passed?
I sailed under the sky full of disdain
Where the colourful residents swim fast
And the beauty could be seen under the feet unconcealed by the rain
Where am I?
It’s lightless now and nothing can be seen
The narrow space tells me I might be in a submarine
For the reason that I’m not gasping for air as if I’m drowning
How much time has passed?
Just as I wish to see the sun
The pitch-black surroundings turn dark blue at last
My prayer is heard! My anxiety went from 100 to none
Huh, where am I?
As light scatters my vision becomes clear
The sight of corked-up bottles catches my eye
In the bottles are me(s)? and as they draw near,
I now remember
Decades have passed since the first November we appeared
Should have been breathlessly drowned, not going for harbour
Lest she become what she feared
Emptied medicine and insomniac nights
As the bottles kept surfacing at the top
Mendacious grins and innumerable fights
The corks of peace were threatened nonstop
It is okay she says
We play a part in her life, perhaps
It would have been better if only we had stayed still in the domain of ill-rays
And let her sit down peacefully away from mishaps
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