Work in Progress

[angelicat]

Once a pleasant science experiment
Tube tied to tube
Water swirling this way, then that
Is now a maelstrom

Endless depths of ocean, black as night
Churning darkness
The view scarcely further than hand's reach
Yet inexorably drawn

When did it change?

Comments

[blazer1000]

Not one to try and analyze where this is coming from without way more information, I will say only that poetry-without-rhyme has never, ever made sense to me. ;)

[angelicat]

I confess that I am not very good at these to begin with. It's less poetry for me and more stream of consciousness. Prose? Something like that.