selkie

the sounds of waves drifting across the stormy seas of my mind

the distant smell of saltwater mixing with the lakes frothing, teaming with iridescent cold blooded creatures

the feeling something is missing something stolen without a sign something, im sure as my own mind is mine, my skin feels like something other then what my heart in my mines eye sees,

stranded, the feeling of being stranded on the land in a world of strange customs and styles that seem alien and absurd in some way even as i seem to have grown up with them

feeling as if becoming what i do not see in the mirror will somehow make the hole in my chest disappear

twisting the movement of my ankles locking together as i swim… why do eyes stray to my direction as my body moves under the waves, why do my legs twist in a way that feels and seems impossible and at the same time instinctive and natural as soon as i touch the water

is my picture in my soul and in my heart of what i am when im under the sea just my imagination or is it something more… for i to have ….to be a creature of the lakes and seas… to play in the waves and dine on the scaled creatures that swim along side me and act as my playfellows playing endless games of chase… why is it i can almost feel no, i do feel a tail instead of these flimsy legs when the liquid envelopes me as i dive into the murky depths of a strangely comforting and familiar world

 

 

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