Ocean Floor
And they told us…
that his footsteps went straight into the water
and no one followed after
except a ghost called lust
And we wanted to follow
we wanted to know his name
why was he ashamed?
What didn’t he want us to know
They saw his body floating belly-up
and we could tell by his eyes
that he had seen the ocean floor
And then we knew
he lusted after what he didn’t know
and what he didn’t know was that lust followed him
into the water
And it pushed him under
and it made his eyes bulge
and it made him go further
even though his insides did explode
his arms still propelled him
to see the beast beneath
the great amorphous behemoth
that encompassed the underneath
of every drop of water
every counted sin
his eyes saw the droplets
evaporate beneath its fins
As it moved the world with each breath
beneath its body lied the place of death
The fires eating the flesh
We wanted to go into the water
and see the breathing floor
see how it pushed and pulled
the waves across the shore
See how it coaxed and taunted
the dreams of all man
see how it deeply wanted
to crawl upon the land.
Copyright © 2012 by Randi Carlton
Randomly Accessed Poetics 
She misses you ta know. She writes letters, she has a stack of em. She’s different now, not as alive as she used to be. I wish she could forgive herself. I wish she could forget you. She pretends that she has but she can’t lie anymore. She never does nowadays. wish you could see that now.