Captain shouts to take us deeper, the vessel creaks and groans. Rivets strain, Valkyries moan. Deep, but not alone.
Sharp breath’s in confined quarters, sweating brows in deadly waters. System hum and sonar falters.
Scraping metal on sea floor bed, we’ve come to rest, out of our heads. Water begins to seap so we take to our beds. Nothing left to say, nothing to be un-said.
D Feb 2017