Shipwreck

Lorenz

In these troubled waters 

mixed  weed and whiskey

where the soul of the shipwrecked

will never reach the shore .

Raft adrift ,toy of insolent winds .

What's the point of wandering ?

I had embarked, drunk passenger ,

on a great ship, my heart beating 

with ink-black blood ...

 The horizon was nothing but the freedom 

of thought that reason sought 

to rob me of ...

 I fled those cities where at dawn ,

the god poop collector passes with his pump

disregarding the poor crying pumpkins ...

 Killer child of the shining hotel ,

becomes orphan once again ...

 Unsane people all you need to do

is let yourself be carried away 

by the rain that wets the windows...

Master of trade winds 

or captain of  the apocalypse...

How many insoluble waves 

call me to to the brakish taste of the depths ?

Logbook that closes on the desire

for sunken kingdoms ...

 Inner mayday that the passerby 

navigating at the whim of their dreamphones

cannot hear ...

I perceived the mermaid's melody 

and believed myself to be master of the tides.

Rejecting the city of the living 

to meditate in funeral spaces 

of submerged necrospheres...

 My compass is just a crazy companion

who shows me the way down 

a long white hallway 

where utopian shadows  

are waiting to board  for the tropics 

 of the shipwreck ...

 

  • Author: lorenz (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 2nd, 2025 11:46
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • sorenbarrett

    The key word for me was unsane where most would use insane I agree with you a better word is unsane. So much mention of madness and the crazy in this poem the mermaid a siren convincing one that they are the master of tides. Megalomania runs ramped in these waters. A good read my friend.

    • Lorenz

      Shipwreck .A word that carries the voluptousness of an end similar to the skyline that constantly recedes !

      • sorenbarrett

        Many shipwrecks caused by siren voices. Their tune is so lovely

      • Ellen Marsell

        A masterpiece of inner storm and lyrical power.

        • Lorenz

          The shipwreck is not the end but the baptism of eternity .



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