Divine Immortelle

To the wild.

What lies at the end of our long road?

She bangs, hands smacking the surface of the water, like concrete. It sounds just the same That familiar thud and Just like concrete slowly setting it has her sealed and caged in her place. She tries to beat against the ocean in her mind, To beat it's trying tides, To no avail. So she lets go. She floats, Drifting through the moats around her heart until she can pull its drawbridge Down To escape the whirlpool she's spiralling into.

Do the thing you fear and the death of fear is certain.

I want to run into the bellies of the bursting clouds 

'And meet me there, bundles of flowers

And ever so languidly, the liquid lapped at the walls of my mind until I was drowning in lucid dreams that lured me with a lethal lullaby