Anonymous Axolotl Adventures

I fell in

the ocean for

its hushed shushing,

Diving my lilied-

conscience away,

Then, I untangled my homesick hand,

To reach for the brimming surface

And finally the symphony of struggle was at bay

But, I only saw the limitless sea,

I tried to make her a friend of me,

But she only thrashed me about,

Till I struggled again,

But I started to shout,

For I saw a dove fly above,

With olive branch in beak,

But it turned its cheek,

And spared me no love,

I looked up and down,

Only to see loneliness abound,

Then, a figure paddled by in fishing boat,

And whispered to me "euphemism"

But what I wanted most–

I beamed no,

And, thus, he continued to go,

So I drowned and drowned,

Till I found its pleasure

In being lonely wherever,

To be quite freeing–