Suspended in stygian brine
Disorientation
Total absence of
Directional indications
Indecision paralyzes
No sound or
Motion inviting my frantic eyes
kicking, spinning, searching
For any signs of life
Spotted
What I take to
Be lantern light
Bobbing
Growing
I swim with all my might
A cloud of translucent
Gelatinous flesh
Tentacles jet past me at
Breakneck pace
The light continues
Toward me to drift
I stroke with a hitherto
Unfound strength
The light looms
A glowing haze
Realization dawns
Too late
Jaws are closing all around
Like a fish on a line
Drawn into the angler’s maw
K.B. Silver
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K.B. Silver
K.B. Silver has poems published in magazine Wishbone Words, and lit journals: Sheepshead Review, New Note Poetry, Twisted Vine, Avant Appa[achia, Plants and Poetry, recordings in Stanza Cannon, and pieces in Wingless Dreamer anthologies.
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CH 20~ Party Down
Argento’s ninth (eighteenth in earth years) Birthday came and went Thursday, the thirteenth, and he’d already received his father’s gift, if you could call it that. You had to commit a fairly serious infraction to be cut off; the Arch-Baron was keeping up appearances and maintaining his own reputation as much as any sense of love or attachment to Argento with his “gift.”
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Day 4 of Quitting
If this is how sobriety feels, maybe it’s better to go through life a little buzzed… this, along with other hits like, I want to kill myself, I wish I was dead, and I’m going to throw myself off a bridge have been the only thoughts on rotation these past few days. I promise myself that if, in a month, I still feel like this (‘this’ meaning despondent, full of rage, and simultaneously numb) I can go back to smoking. Until mid-February though? Nicotine is off the table.
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This was so unique, such a great take on the challenge!
After your cicadian rhythm poem, when this popped up in my feed, I hoped it would more material on cool, alien looking animals. I 100% expected this to be on anglerfish, and I 100% expected it to be great— you did not disappoint! Love the sense of desperation and the final trap of the jaws. Also, if you wrote this for the lanterns poetry challenge, good luck! If you win off this it will be well earned, love the creativity of thinking bioluminescence for the lantern prompt :)