Taken by Sight

On the dock, staring off into the never-ending,

A vacuous vista that is always in control,

Although clueless, as to what dwells past 

The stretch of any eye,  I’m struck with fear

Of what approaches, the daunting unknown,

Lay with me, she begs, as my panic is constant

And ever grasping onto the fled concentration, 

A tall tale, spread down ear to ear, giving birth

To paranoia, latched onto my erratic map

Riddled with visions concocted outside

The falling gates of insanity, for I wandered

Too far to find what was creeping over

The horizon, in a shadow upon the distant light

Where it perched, for years waiting to crash

Every stable thought, 

Every stable beat beneath her chest

That was echoed into my eardrum, distracted, 

And stolen out from my slumbering awareness,

No one has captured sight of this fabled myth

Trapped in imagination, projected

Onto the deep wavering chaos, slamming 

Against where I stand, held captive by sight

Of a cursed pirate ship, with torn hollow sales, 

That, among many other totems, I envisioned 

To loosen the grip around my throat 

From this fixation, of a story that has haunted 

My every  breath, about the devil’s advocate, 

But how can something nobody has seen

Cripple me, grab tightly around my occulus 

Sealing out all that I have turned away from, 

For I damned myself, waiting for the end. 
 

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