blind spot, seaborn
Christine Novelero
fair was morning’s salty sky reflected onto the tongue / and off your grin gleaming like shipwrecked gold, something worth diving for / hesitation dissolves in the depths of your palms / you say “it’s just a swim” and pull me in / we float for a while, your smile genuine / until waves jostle a little too jarringly and we float no longer / dragged down, drowning in love / a naval dictionary / your eyes: coral shards sparkling / your grin: shark teeth glinting / manipulation: the sea where rosy eyes finally realize / lungs filled for so long never learned how to breathe / yours, not mine, i mutter in the midnight zone / your home is ocean, black bestowing no choice but blindness / morning gold swallowed whole, pity is left as my last companion / months drift by, i’m still sinking / in the abyss, quietly questioning if this trench was carved before me / gasps become bubbles, arm’s reach reduced to ripples against a petrified heart / when fingertips finally graze sandpaper skin / I refuse to be bitten, swept under again / so I grab your teeth / neither of us expecting you’d bleed