“Like the Vast” by Dominique Francis
It holds its power to the scalp
Let’s you do as you can
Sea burnt wrinkles will soon callus
From the strength of her brine.
But it’s her veins, she didn’t make them
Some maker did, and it feels...
Wet. Let go and it’s weightless
Otherworldly, weird, and weightless.
But the zesty turquoise beauty smiles like a sin,
Its gusto inspired you to
Forgive it for its strength
Let light shine luminance from the sky!
To fill this saturated paradise!
Down, a light in thick fog
A poking of an obvious, electric roar
Enchanting as cursed and adrift
Detached from the source of Gaia
But that’s life.
Grandly deep with hints of breath
Muffled kelp freckles of the vastness-
The lost soul of never-ending
Foreign efforts for the bright blue glimpse.