POEM: Dark Passage

rolling in darkness,
the hull rolling against bone,

insides rolling toward the outside
constant motion without visual reference
spurring other sensory experiences:

retching & wailing,
bile scent & bile taste,
organ churning

creaking,
dampness,
saltiness,

headache,
heartache,

lunacy,
&
oblivion

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