Oceans of Silver Cracks (REVISED)

[Queerventions]

FIRST EDIT:

Oceans of Silver Cracks

3am

In my bedroom

Sitting at my desk

Typing words on my computer

The overhead lamp

Shinning pale above my head

Illuminating my dark curls

Like bioluminescent phytoplankton

My eyes glisten like polished silver

Holding back oceans with dams of cement

Slowly, crack by crack, it falls

bringing down with it heavenly fire, mermaid tears, and the kindness of elves

I feel the burning of salt water

Creep from my cornea

But the water will not flow

More words wash out of my fingers

Onto pages of digital records

I stop

Stare blankly at the screen

The light pouring so angular on the screen I can see my reflection

I look upon a face with no emotion

A face holding back oceans

Oceans that contain emotions

Emotions known and yet to be discovered

I can see a face that has been to the deepest depths

Depths of Hell

Depths of the Sea

Depths of Despair

I look down at my wireless keyboard 

Where my hands stopped making words

"What now" I ask

Cracks begin to fill with silver

Oceans recede

Fire returns to Heaven

Mermaids dry their tears

Elves turn away.

And the words do not return

ORIGINAL:

The eyes can sea

My eyes glistening like polished silverware. 

The ocean they hold.

Being held fast by a blockade of dams. 

Slowly crack by crack it falls into shambles. 

Bringing down with it heavenly fire, mermaid tears, and the kindness of elves. 

Not a drop of water flows. 

Only words on a page escape these many fissures.

What happens now I ask. 

I see nothing more than a face that shows no emotion,

but contains the sea where they all dwell.