through an ocean of glass
in search
of the octopus garden

darkness closes in, crushing me in the depths of frigid water, what lurks beneath the light line

jellyfish bob listlessly
tendrils float
small silver streaks
dart about

pull me deeper, drown me in your embrace, free me from these feelings of inadequacy, i beg you

sharks swim
in the dead zone
diving deep to scrounge
during the day

burn me to death with your passion, freeze me solid in your disdain, just use and abuse me

25 thoughts on “analogous

  1. I alwasylove to read as well as write poetry with different juxtapositions all in one. There’s something feel good about it.
    PS. I liked the way you read your poetry on the podcast 🤷‍♀️❤️

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